β€’Β°β€’Β°β€’Β°β€’Β°β€’Β° The forest was silent, except for the soft chirping of crickets. The moonΒ bathed the trees in soft light, making the eyes of the cats in them glisten. Most of them were glancing at the edge of the small forest, their expressions annoyed. She was late, asΒ usual. But suddenly, as a shadow approached the clearing, they shifted their expression to unreadable. It wasn't wise to make Her angry. She smiled eerily, her paws making theirΒ way around the fallen bran