The price of freedom

By Snow that Shimmers in the Night

When I woke up when I woke up it was dark I was lying on something soft I was warm and I was not alone.  A small black cat with emerald eyes was staring at me.  Peter I whispered sleepily.  The cat answered with a meow and shifted from cat form to human.  Indeed it was my Peter where are we I asked? We are in a secret refugee camp for changelings and there pets only we got away last night when you and the guards were sleeping. Come I’ll show you the camp. I tried to say no when he picked me up but I was so tired and I wanted to see the camp. When we were out side I realized we we’re not alone here there were others all in log cabins like us when we walked by they stopped and stared at us when we got to the largest cabin of them all. Someone was waiting there for us she was just standing there smiling at us I looked at Peter his face has darkened we have been waiting for you she said. She is not ready he said not ready? Ready for what I asked. Nothing it’s nothing.  I’m ready for anything I said weakly. Ok but you can only ask a few questions ok? Yes, I under stand she said. But I said loudly Peter has to be there. Fine she sighed.  Peter cared me into the house and set me on the couch I don’t remember much after that just that I woke up and I was in Peter’s arms again. He was crying I have never seen him cry. No never I’ll never let that happen he was saying. Do well and keep that promise she said. Peter lights go back to our cabin. On the way back a scrawny Black cat with blue eyes came running up and jumped in my lap and would not leave. So we tock it back to our cabin and fond another white cat with green eyes at our cabin and jumped onto Peter’s back when got to the cabin it jumped off of his back and onto his shoulder he put me on the couch and the cat on my lap just sat there stared at me all-knowing. It was then that I new that this was no ordinary cat and the fact that this cat had chosen me as a companion is a feet within it’s self. Same for Peter’s cat he was sitting nest to me and looking his cat in the eyes. Let’s keep them I said ok he said but what about names? I know what I’m naming my cat Midnight Ride. And yours? Jade Snow he said I blushed then stopped what I was doing I knew he knew my real name. This was not good who told him?! J-jade Snow hu? Jade is your Real name isn’t it? Yes I whispered. It is but who told you? You don’t member anything do you? No why?  Nothing it’s nothing.

Ok I think I can walk on my one now Peter. I stud up shaky and walked to the door and felling more confident I walked out the door Midnight Ride at my heals and stepped into the sun set but when I looked back I saw not a cat but a panther following me I realized something then this cat was and is my protector and Peter’s is his. Now Peter’s cat was a white panther and when he saw it he must have thought the same thing I did because he pitied his panther. Now its night and the temps dropping fast we run to our cabin that we now share with 2 cats’ (Panthers at night). I liked it here but something was not right all the others walked around like zombies bodies without a sole empty shells. I was then I knew we had to leave and Peter knew it to. We packed up everything we could ever need and I new where we were headed. Far north almost out of Canada.

When we got there 3 days later we stet up camp and started making a home little did we know we we’re being watched. Not by humans by Wolfs Peters old pack. A week later we had a good shelter set up. I wanted to have some fun so I turned into a wolf the same one when I was running from the Ravens. That’s when the pack showed up I sopped having my fun and howled for Peter. He came running when he saw what was wrong he stopped dead. They had me surrounded now and now I Howling my head off that bout Peter back he ran toured me just as they were closing in and I preparing myself to fight to the death. When Peter jumped in to the middle of the circle with me as a wolf and growled. They stopped coming and just stared.  Then they all howled at the same time obviously calling the head male and female. Peter stood in font of me growling protectively. They came at a run and stopped dead when they saw what was going on. Then the female called retreat and ran up to Peter as she did this I jumped in front of Peter and growled. She stopped dead and I got my first good look at her this was not the same female as last time who are you I snarled. I am PinePlet and this she looked back at her mate is TimeClaw and the wolf behind you is my brother. Well this is interesting I have to fight my loves sister that’s just great! You won’t have to fight me if you give up and leave! Never! We were about to go for each others throats when Peter and TimeClaw stepped in I calmed down the moment I saw Peter (Peter’s Pont of view As if!  I had to jump on top of her to stop her!) Same for PinePelt’s mate. When we clamed down Peter talked to his sister hunters killed his parents I felt sorry for Peter. I told Peter to tell her about the two panthers’ that live with us she told us her wolfs’ could handle them and I told her if I found on scratch on them I kill her! She just looks at me like I’m crazy then says to Peter why did you choose her? Because I love her he said simply same as you for TimeClaw. It’s not the same She is human you we’re a wolf! Yes, it is we may look apart but are Hearts are the same. We are one now and forever. I don’t care it’s not right (Peter’s sister talking)! Sister I know you just want me to be happy but I am happy. How can you be? I just am. PETER where are you? Help! Let me go! Get off me NOW! PEEETTTTTEEEEEEERRRRRRRR HELP ME! Midnight Ride Help!  Rooooaaaarrr went Midnight ride as she came to her master’s rescue! Preparing to use tooth and claw to help her master stopped as I screamed into the ever cooling night.

PinePelt’s teeth are at my throat call her off or you die right now!  Stop Midnight Stop! But instead of stopping her attack altogether she lunges at Pineplet throwing her off me and into the snow! And then comes back to me while Pineplet is just laying there and though she is alive looks dead. Peter I have to find Peter! I run and run and when I stopped I fond my self at the place where I first meet Peter the old northern lights pack dens. I here a low moan and flow the sound and find my self right in front of the old head male and female’s den I hesitate before going inside who knows what I may find in there Midnight ride my faithful companion is right here purring reasheringly . I tack a coaches step inside and who is there none other than Peter how and why I was he there I shale never know but there is one thing this has taut me we are not safe anywhere in this world and with that thought I tack Peter and head back to pack up and leave. But who knows what might happen on the way back find out the moment I have finished. WHAT OUR LOVE MEANS.  

Or do I have a surprise in store?