Ever: By Riverfrost

Prologue
Eyes flashed in the gloom. The group is getting closer to the heavily guarded nursery. A patrol leapt out, catching the group by surprise. The first cat, a pure white one with piercing blue eyes, smashed her paw down on one of the defender’s spines, large shards of ice skittering down her opponent’s back. The scout yowled in agony and collapsed. Two of the remaining five guards paused and gawked at the fallen cat, then resumed their pursuit.

Then a dark tabby leapt out of the factor of darkness and focused on a broad stick. The stick hovered and swiftly bashed two cat heads, then allowing them to slump to the ground, unconscious.

The stick dropped and a third cat leaped from a nearby tree, bluish- white electricity crackling around her paws. She hurled toward her opponents and slammed her paws down on two cats. The two scout’s eyes rolled back, and sparks flew as the scouts entered a series of severe convulsions that seemed like eternity, then finally went still. They still twitched as the silver-blue cat abandoned the guards and stalked to the last cat, looking agitated enough.

"Leave him, Lightning. He’s mine.” A silky, deep voice called from above.

Lightning growled with frustration, but kept a fierce, glaring eye on the shaking guard. Her paws still skittered with electricity. A cat as black as a moonless night leapt down from a low branch.

“Aww, c’mon. You know how I love doing this, Lunar,” Lightning whined, her voice dripping with venomous sarcasm.

“Leave your phony innocent kitten- whining for the elders,” Lunar snapped.

Lightning snarled.

The guard, still shaking violently, stared up at the menacing cat.

The guard, his brother.

Lunar’s green eyes flashed with an unrelenting fury as the last guard gasped as the light left his eyes and crumpled to the dusty, dark ground.

“He was…?” The dark tabby had appeared behind Lunar.

He turned around. “My brother, Tornado. My brother who ruined everything. I shattered his mind, as that will be more of a punishment than death. He won’t remember a thing,” Lunar’s voice was shaking with rage by the time he finished.

Tornado nods with sympathy. Lunar touches another guard with his tail tip, his eyes slightly glazed and absent, wiping the cat’s memory of what happened. The only indicator that there was powerful magic coursing through him was the twitching of his tail- tip. Lunar repeated the procedure with the next guard, and then the next, until all the scout’s memories of what happened were washed away.

“Now, where were we?”

The white cat strides forward. “Starla, your sister. She had this vision-”

“Yes, yes, about the cat at Evertide nursery. Thank you, Frost. We will retreat for now. They seem to have increased the guards,”

Frost exchanges a glance with Tornado. “It’s a nursery, Lunar.”

 

 

“Do you have any more information regarding this cat?” Lunar asks frantically, his dark fur bristling.

“No!” The sleek, dark gray cat was flustered.

“I need more information, Starla! We need her!”

 

''For some, violence is their nature. ''

For others, it is an obligation.