From where Lightning lay on a crag in the Ravine, it looked like Soror was doing pretty well. Spring was treating them wonderfully. Prey was plentiful, predators were too but the guardians were doing their job, and aggressive rogues were few and far between. Life was good here. It was exciting, daring, and you got to live the way you wanted and train with other cats who shared your skillset. Lightning loved it. It was so much more interesting than boring old Patria...
The fawn molly tore into her mouse with vigor. She was starving, having not eaten all day. The sun was just dipping behind the highest cliffs now, signaling the beginning of sunset. Sunsets in Soror were one of the things that Lightning loved most. The dying rays of light against the red rock were just so... beautiful. Lightning had never really appreciated the beauty of the world until she'd come here. But she was glad she had, for now she saw value in everything. From the smallest mouse to the most vicious eagle, everything had its' purpose. The normally prickly molly gave a rare smile as she looked down on her colonymates. She loved them, though she would never admit it. This place had brought her to life and she would be eternally grateful.
Three colonies of feral cats,
entwined in fate and bound by only
their surroundings. Can they live
in harmony despite the brewing storm,
or are they destined to live a life
of war and turmoil? You decide.
Paracosm was founded by Maple,
satyr, IAmHobbit and Roseatea.
Everything on this site belongs to its
creator. The skin was made by satyr
for use on Paracosm.