The world around him was wrong. It was too bright, to white... He picked up his pace. A shadow flitted behind him. Whipping his head up, Shadow turned, eyes wide, searching for the flitting phantom. Nothing. Nothing in all this whiteness. His ears flattened and he turned tail, head low, and started running. Faster and faster he, claws digging into the slick earth. Fear seized him. Whatever was out there he didn't want any part of it. It was wrong.

CRACK

The ground beneath his paws sparkled all of a sudden and a lace work of cracks appeared across the surface.

''NOO!''

He screamed. His paws scrambling to get back from the unstable ground. He wheeled again but the shadow was there. Shadow opened his mouth to scream, his green eyes wide with fear as he peered into the face of his father. The big male lion stood over him, his own eyes sneering at his son.

"You were never going to be much of a fighter anyway." He growled turning and padded away.

Then the ground gave way beneath him and he was falling into black. The black scared him more then the white. Some how it was worse. Letting go a roar he gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut and let go.

Gasping, Shadow was suddenly awake. Heart pounding he looked around. He saw all the other cubs around him and remembered, he was still in the empire. He wasn't caught. He was safe. Getting up he went outside.

Clambering up onto the roof of the den he lay down and stared up at the stars.

"I will be one day." He said, "I swear by Ignis' strength I will be."

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My character Shadow (he's part of the group Empires before Clans on deviant art)

This is one of my favorite personal pieces I have ever done. I am extremely proud of it and I have to say I think it's pretty good ^^