The Owl's eyes. Round

Forgive me poem gods for I am disgraceful and distasteful in your sight! Love.

When Father respawned, Lonnie and I were left alone in the Abyss. We watched Father and Mother embrace and share kisses. I sighed and looked away.

Okay, forgive me for this. I suck at writing so... This is a creepy fiction. Blood and gore to be expected.

I stopped and stared at the spikes ahead. I held my breath. The other side of the spiked wall would be the answer to my life-long question. Will I survive them?

"Featherfur! Featherfur, wake up!" Featherfur grumbled under his breath until he opened his eyes to see the beautiful she-cat Brackenholly nudging his shoulder.

"My kit! Where's my kit?" A brown tabby queen raced around her camp as the moon shone bright overhead.