❝how long
until the
storm,
mother?❞
❛there is no more life here. the streets are desolate. empty. silent. not a word is uttered, not a whisper heard. trash is scattered on the streets. the lamps flicker off and on. houses are abandoned, with a sign that one once lived there. what is there to gain by living in this disgusting place? there is no life worth living here.
or is there?
there is a "city" in this place, it seems. its inhabitants call it river, for the raging river that has taken many of its crossers. like many others, you would try to seek refuge in this city. but only a select few are welcome in this city: the strong, loyal, kind, and the playful. with kind hearts and strong bonds, they will rule the city. these felines are the strongest beings in the city.❜
❛you would wonder what happened to this place... every month or so, the sky turns pitch black. the clouds flash with deadly blades of light, and hard drops of rain fall from the sky. these cats have to survive through the raging floods and thunderous lightning.❜
Who are you in this story?
Who are your allies?
What will do to survive?
Will you survive?
Who are your allies?
What will do to survive?
Will you survive?