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Adin padded once more through the ruins of his dreams. The male cat knew he was dreaming. He'd visited this place many times as a yearling that winter so long ago. It had been three years sense he'd last walked these snow laden stones. The grey snow lynx breathed in the cold winter air in what would have been relish, had not a scent caught him off guard.

"Cynthia? How can you be here?" He wondered aloud. The thick furred creature turned his head, first right then left, searching for the source of the scent. He padded through the stones, around and around for what felt like a heartbeat and an eternity all in one, still seeking the shecat. "Where are you?" He called loudly, straining his ears to catch her voice in the winter wind that sprung up quickly and then blew away again, sending snowflakes still falling into flurries of sparkling mini snow devils that settled back into their normal fall. Adin took another deep breath, searching, ever searching for her. He caught other scents, but her's was the strongest. He recognized the others as also being from cats in lightning empire and called out to them too, but still he saw none of them, and none of them answered.

As he was about to give up on finding them when a flicker of motion caught his eye. -A doe?- The though struck him as the creature came into view. she was tall, a beautiful figure. - A young doe too.- The snow lynx took a step back, wry of frightening it off. The color of it's pelt seemed off for a common deer of any sort he'd ever seen. The doe's pelt was the color of honey what had been spilled on yellow sand. A beautiful color. And her back seemed to be darker than it should be along the spine. The graceful creature caught sight of him and stood strait, fearful of something other than the tom who stood hardly half her size. She pranced in place, her slender legs bouncing up then down, ready to flee, but not knowing where the danger came from. It finally took off through the moonlit ruins around them, darting between pillars until she was out of Adin's line of sight.

He took chase, for some reason he didn't want to loose her. Cynthia's scent still lingered, and he wanted a clue, even if it was a far chance, as to why he could still smell her. The grey feline stopped short, coming around some squared stacked stones. There she sat. Not the doe but the cat he'd been trying oh so hard to find. "Cynthia!" He froze, his paw half raised off the ground. Adin was frightened that if he moved that she would disappear, or flee too. Adin's posture was stiff as he held himself there, head high, ears up and alert. His face gave everything away, so badly did he want to be with her. Several emotions flitted across his face including joy, apprehension, doubt, and happiness.

The shecat stood up, first staying stock still, as if startled by the male's sudden appearance. She too shifted her feet as the doe had, seeming ready to flee, but she seemed less frightened and more anticipating something. The dream figure that seemed to be Cynthia pranced away several paces, almost playfully. When Adin didn't follow suit, she padded closer and repeated the motion, darting away a ways, but this time, she beckoned him with her tail, urging him to follow her. He shrugged in his usually brush it off and accept it way and followed, perhaps not as enthusiastically as she seemed to be. As she darted away faster and farther, Adin was forced to speed up until he was racing after her through the stones, as he had done during the daylight chase he'd shared with her. He could not hear her laughter but rather felt it with his being as they ran through the ruins. Her exhilaration at the playful chase was evident as the dream Cynthia bounded through the snow, but only Adin kicked up the flakes as they ran.

Adin realized with distress that he was loosing ground on her, having for the first time in his life, to fight his way through the snow to keep up with her. They ran and ran until they had left the beautiful moonlit ruins behind. Adin was breathing harder and harder. The air felt like it was getting thicker to the male lynx mix. He began to struggle to keep the dancing shecat in sight, some how fearful of loosing sight of her. He felt as though she'd disappear as the doe had before. Where was she leading him? She seemed awful happy about being able to run on and on like this. He could still feel her laughter in his head, but still the shecat made no sound that he could hear at all. In fact, the entire dream he had heard nothing but his own paws in the snow, and his voice when he'd called out to his empire mates.

"Wait!" The silver coated cat cried as he fell further and further behind her. "I can not keep up! Wait, please!" He called again. She did not seem to hear his pleas. His breath was coming in puffs now. The air felt so thick, he felt almost as if he were drowning the further he got from her and this feeling spurred him on, and again, fear pulsed through him. He lost sight of her. "Where are you?!" He called again. "Cynthia! Wait! Wait, please! Where are you?!" He could feel the dark getting closer. Adin could no longer see the moon that had guided him and had provided the light he had needed to see his empire mate. He staggered to a stop. "I can not keep up." he puffed, trying to catch his breath which came in gulps now. "Where have you gone?" He tried to call loudly for her again, but it came out half choked as he continued to breath hard.

The moonlight came back again, sudden and bright, and Adin found himself still trying to regain his air. He sat, and as he did so, the dream Cynthia padded back out from behind a tree in front of him. She paused and looked mildly curious of him and his out of breath state before coming any closer. Closer she came and continued to come close after a heartbeat's hesitation at a tail length from him. When she was close enough to him to breath in his ear she finally spoke, her scent washing over him.

"Fret not. Do not forget. We will never leave you behind, friend. The empire will watch after you."

Adin's breath caught and his bright blue eyes widened. As he tried to turn to look at her face, darkness enveloped him. It did not press this time, and he felt warm. Safe. He breathed in deeply, and caught the last traces of her scent as his heartbeat slowed. "Oh Cynthia. I shall never doubt you or the empire." He mewed feeling comforted by this darkness. It was different from before, soothing instead of drowning. It didn't feel like the pressure would harm him this time, but rather, he seemed to float in the goodness that the dream Cynthia had left behind when she'd disappeared. "I will never forget."

((And then the dream faded and he woke up for another fun day in the Lighting Empire! The End.))

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Okay! so that was what Adin dreamed two nights after he and Cynthia went for a romp in the empires' meeting place! He'll never tell her strait out about it though. Once again, the writing always takes so much longer than the actual picture to finish, and sorry about that guys. Hoped you cats liked it!~

Thanks for reading!~

-Hawkfire out.

Description
Adin padded once more through the ruins of his dreams. The male cat knew he was dreaming. He'd visited this place many times as a yearling that winter so long ago. It had been three years sense he'd last walked these snow laden stones. The grey snow lynx breathed in the cold winter air in what would have been relish, had not a scent caught him off guard.

"Cynthia? How can you be here?" He wondered aloud. The thick furred creature turned his head, first right then left, searching for the source of the scent. He padded through the stones, around and around for what felt like a heartbeat and an eternity all in one, still seeking the shecat. "Where are you?" He called loudly, straining his ears to catch her voice in the winter wind that sprung up quickly and then blew away again, sending snowflakes still falling into flurries of sparkling mini snow devils that settled back into their normal fall. Adin took another deep breath, searching, ever searching for her. He caught other scents, but her's was the strongest. He recognized the others as also being from cats in lightning empire and called out to them too, but still he saw none of them, and none of them answered.

As he was about to give up on finding them when a flicker of motion caught his eye. -A doe?- The though struck him as the creature came into view. she was tall, a beautiful figure. - A young doe too.- The snow lynx took a step back, wry of frightening it off. The color of it's pelt seemed off for a common deer of any sort he'd ever seen. The doe's pelt was the color of honey what had been spilled on yellow sand. A beautiful color. And her back seemed to be darker than it should be along the spine. The graceful creature caught sight of him and stood strait, fearful of something other than the tom who stood hardly half her size. She pranced in place, her slender legs bouncing up then down, ready to flee, but not knowing where the danger came from. It finally took off through the moonlit ruins around them, darting between pillars until she was out of Adin's line of sight.

He took chase, for some reason he didn't want to loose her. Cynthia's scent still lingered, and he wanted a clue, even if it was a far chance, as to why he could still smell her. The grey feline stopped short, coming around some squared stacked stones. There she sat. Not the doe but the cat he'd been trying oh so hard to find. "Cynthia!" He froze, his paw half raised off the ground. Adin was frightened that if he moved that she would disappear, or flee too. Adin's posture was stiff as he held himself there, head high, ears up and alert. His face gave everything away, so badly did he want to be with her. Several emotions flitted across his face including joy, apprehension, doubt, and happiness.

The shecat stood up, first staying stock still, as if startled by the male's sudden appearance. She too shifted her feet as the doe had, seeming ready to flee, but she seemed less frightened and more anticipating something. The dream figure that seemed to be Cynthia pranced away several paces, almost playfully. When Adin didn't follow suit, she padded closer and repeated the motion, darting away a ways, but this time, she beckoned him with her tail, urging him to follow her. He shrugged in his usually brush it off and accept it way and followed, perhaps not as enthusiastically as she seemed to be. As she darted away faster and farther, Adin was forced to speed up until he was racing after her through the stones, as he had done during the daylight chase he'd shared with her. He could not hear her laughter but rather felt it with his being as they ran through the ruins. Her exhilaration at the playful chase was evident as the dream Cynthia bounded through the snow, but only Adin kicked up the flakes as they ran.

Adin realized with distress that he was loosing ground on her, having for the first time in his life, to fight his way through the snow to keep up with her. They ran and ran until they had left the beautiful moonlit ruins behind. Adin was breathing harder and harder. The air felt like it was getting thicker to the male lynx mix. He began to struggle to keep the dancing shecat in sight, some how fearful of loosing sight of her. He felt as though she'd disappear as the doe had before. Where was she leading him? She seemed awful happy about being able to run on and on like this. He could still feel her laughter in his head, but still the shecat made no sound that he could hear at all. In fact, the entire dream he had heard nothing but his own paws in the snow, and his voice when he'd called out to his empire mates.

"Wait!" The silver coated cat cried as he fell further and further behind her. "I can not keep up! Wait, please!" He called again. She did not seem to hear his pleas. His breath was coming in puffs now. The air felt so thick, he felt almost as if he were drowning the further he got from her and this feeling spurred him on, and again, fear pulsed through him. He lost sight of her. "Where are you?!" He called again. "Cynthia! Wait! Wait, please! Where are you?!" He could feel the dark getting closer. Adin could no longer see the moon that had guided him and had provided the light he had needed to see his empire mate. He staggered to a stop. "I can not keep up." he puffed, trying to catch his breath which came in gulps now. "Where have you gone?" He tried to call loudly for her again, but it came out half choked as he continued to breath hard.

The moonlight came back again, sudden and bright, and Adin found himself still trying to regain his air. He sat, and as he did so, the dream Cynthia padded back out from behind a tree in front of him. She paused and looked mildly curious of him and his out of breath state before coming any closer. Closer she came and continued to come close after a heartbeat's hesitation at a tail length from him. When she was close enough to him to breath in his ear she finally spoke, her scent washing over him.

"Fret not. Do not forget. We will never leave you behind, friend. The empire will watch after you."

Adin's breath caught and his bright blue eyes widened. As he tried to turn to look at her face, darkness enveloped him. It did not press this time, and he felt warm. Safe. He breathed in deeply, and caught the last traces of her scent as his heartbeat slowed. "Oh Cynthia. I shall never doubt you or the empire." He mewed feeling comforted by this darkness. It was different from before, soothing instead of drowning. It didn't feel like the pressure would harm him this time, but rather, he seemed to float in the goodness that the dream Cynthia had left behind when she'd disappeared. "I will never forget."

((And then the dream faded and he woke up for another fun day in the Lighting Empire! The End.))

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Okay! so that was what Adin dreamed two nights after he and Cynthia went for a romp in the empires' meeting place! He'll never tell her strait out about it though. Once again, the writing always takes so much longer than the actual picture to finish, and sorry about that guys. Hoped you cats liked it!~

Thanks for reading!~

-Hawkfire out.