In a deep, dark alley, two tom cats lurked in the shadows, followed by a she-cat, her long tabby fur was barely visible in the faint moonlight, while the smaller of the two toms' pelt can be seen with his black and white pattern and his emerald green eyes shown bright, the bigger and older of the toms had a tabby pelt with a white chest and paws and dim brown eyes.

"Stop pushing me, Amber!" Hissed the smaller tom as the tabby she-cat was nudging him to hard in the shoulder. "Well, maybe you should move back and maybe you won't be getting pushed." She retorted.

"Would you two quit your bickering!?" The bigger tom growled, lashing his tail, "You're going to get us caught!" He silently looked around the corner, "Come on, it's clear." He began to pad forward, while the other two cats followed him. They ended up on the edge of the forest on the outskirts of town. They slipped into a shrub and came out on the other side, moonlight spilled through the opening as cats from all angles where swarming. One came bounding toward the three cats, a long-fured ginger tom.

"Samson, George, Amber, you're back." He meowed. 

Samson nodded, his brown eyes filled with delight, "Yes, we are, Gizmo, and we had a successful patrol, no sign of trouble." He reported.

"Yeah! I bet we showed those plain old house cats that we ain't something that should be messed with!" George exclaimed, Amber nudged him playfully.

"House cats aren't that dangerous, stupid, plus, you and Samson were house cats once." She pointed out. George gave her an annoyed glance as she brushed passed him and stood beside Samson, with their pelts touching. The tabby tom rolled his eyes and sidestepped an inch away from her. Gizmo only watched in awkward silence.

"Ok, then, I'll leave you guys to rest." He bolted away, toward his friends. George followed him.

"Young cats, you can never control them." Samson sighed, he slipped away from Amber and padded toward his den, not knowing that Amber was following close behind. He curled up in his nest, unable to sleep as he watched Gizmo and George play fighting like two unruly kits, Amber soon join him when she curled up in a nest beside his. Samson thought he saw something at the corner of his eye, like a pair of ember eyes shimmering in the moonlight, those eyes, he would recognize them anywhere. Fang was coming for them!

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Princess opened her eyes to see Toni running across the house and knocking stuff over. . .again. This was the fourth time this week, Toni was a year and a half now and she's causing even more damage than when she was less than a year old!

"No one can get a minute of sleep around here anymore!" Hissed Peaches from the couch, she had her ears pinned down onto her head, in hopes of blocking out the noise. For once, Princess agreed with the ginger tabby, the noise is unbearable and no one can sleep. She was surprised her housefolk were able to sleep through the racket. She looked at Toni again, her fur had darkened in some places of her body, now it was a mix of grey and white.

"Toni, please, it's four in the morning, go to sleep." She meowed, tired. Toni stopped and spun around to look at her.

"Sorry, Princess, I'm just so excited for tomorrow, our housefolk are taking us outside!" She exclaimed.

"We know, but do you really have to keep us up with your racket?" Peaches hissed. Toni pinned her ears down onto her head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, Peaches, I'll go to sleep now." She meowed, padding toward a soft spot on the couch and curling up, sleeping softly, but before she did so, a flash of ember entered her blue gaze.

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Toni opened her eyes and she found out she isn't sleeping in her soft couch spot. She was in a large field, bright sunlight, and the trees danced in the breeze. Her eyes glittered in delight, it was such a beautiful sight.

"Hello." Said a male voice from behind her, she spun around and found herself staring at a well-muscled tabby tom, his ember eyes sparkled with interest, he took a few steps toward her, "You must be Toni, right?" He asked. Toni nodded.

"Yes, and who are you?" She meowed. The tom seemed to hesitate.

"My name. . .my name is Oak." He meowed. Toni wasn't convinced, but she nodded anyway, "Anyway, I'd like to have some time to get to know you, you seem like an interesting she-cat, a pretty one too." He continued, purring. Toni seemed to blush.

"Oh, I. . .thanks, Peaches always told me I look like an old rock." She meowed. Oak brushed against her.

"You're more of a smokey color if you ask me, smoking hot." He meowed. It was clear he was flirting. Tony was somehow uncomfortable. She inched away, but he kept to her side.

"Now, don't be nervous, gorgeous." He purred. Toni pinned her ears down, she felt uncomfortable about this tom, yet she felt the need to trust him and get to know him. She blinked.

"Well, I'm not nervous, just cautious." She meowed. He only smirked in response, but that made Toni blush and shrink away. As Oak was about to approach her, the beautiful world began to fade as Toni began to wake up. Oak's outline was all that's left until Toni's dream faded completely and she opened her eyes up. Her ears twitched and her eyes adjusted to the darkness of her home. She spotted Princess and Peaches sleeping on the staircase and she realized that dawn was approaching as pale grey light filtered through an open window. She blinked, her mind wondered to the handsome dark ginger tom she had met in her dream and what his motives are.

Hiss! This took forever I know! I was just so busy with school and roleplays that I forget to even write anything! Ugh! I just realized this has 1034 words in it so I'm proud. I hope you enjoyed.