Coral Rose presses against the dark cave walls while she makes her escape. She takes one look at her brothers; Leaf Heart stretched out. He twitches his green left ear and squeezes his eyes shut, the black and green fur around them scrunching up. Grey Skies curls himself into a blue and gray splotched ball. Rain Spell twists his gray and blue body and stretches before starting to snore. She would miss them, but she would miss Bear more if she gave up this chance.
Coral Rose slinks through the tunnel and out the entrance to the right Meadow. Her parents were busy hunting in the left Meadow. This was her chance to go.

"Bear!" She runs to the puffy brown toms side.
She brushes her muzzle against his.
"Coral Rose," Bear murmurs, "are you ready Sweetheart?"
"Yes," Coral Rose whispers, "I'm ready to start our life."
The pair rushes towards the river and through the forest.
Coral Rose stops running and Bear continues but soon stops.
"What's wrong?" Bear turns around
"I don't know," Coral Rose admits, "I'm just feeling a bit sick."
"Already missing home?" Bear darts his eyes side to side, "its- its not to late if you want to go back."
"I will miss home but I would miss you more," Coral Rose purrs, "let's keep going."
The pair continues slower than before.

By morning they reach a clearing full of flowers, surrounded by trees with a small stream flowing through.
"Bear," Coral Rose mews, "this is the place."
"I agree," Bear nods, "how about we build a den?"
Coral Rose nods, "I'll gather materials, you put them together."
She pads off into the forest and begins gathering sticks and twigs.

Two sunrises later

"Wake up," Bear prods Coral Rose's side.
"Hm?" She groans groggily.
Its too early she thinks as she looks out of the den to the darkness.
"Someone's here," Bear whispers.
Coral Rose notices that the puffy brown tom is cowering as far back in the den as he can.
"Coral Rose," the muscular black cat at the entrance mews with their deep voice.
"Who are you?" Coral Rose stands up and stands beside Bear.
"I was sent by your parents to fetch you," the cat mews, "I am Smoke. I am arranged to be your mate."