Smallbreeze padded through the ferns, the grass cool on her paws. A small clearing was approaching quickly. She brushed aside the last of the ferns and slowly sat down at the edge of the underbrush.
"Why did you call me here?" Smallbreeze called out.
After a few moments of silence, she twitched her whiskers and turned to leave.
"Because you have a debt to pay."
Smallbreeze froze, her hackles standing on end with the chill of his voice.
"I have nothing to present to you."
The voice chuckled.
"What about service?"
Smallbreeze took the chance to pelt away from the clearing.
The last thing she remembered hearing from the voice was:
"Hah, you can't run forever, Smallbreeze... Soon... You will be mine..."
Just a tidbit of a piece I'm working on...
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