The caracal laid in his cell... for a change of pace... asleep. But within his sleep what the running through his head was nothing idle. His eyes tore open to see only a faint light in front of him... he looked around, calling out if anyone was there, but this place was so empty, there wasn't even an echoe. He found himself starting to walk toward the faint glow. Where he stopped a few paces later... noticing somethng of himself. He looked down... and he wasn't bearing any injury, but the scars of the injures were present. "Okay?" he said to himself, "I am obviously dreaming... but..." he voice trailed as he looked up to see the faint light had raced toward at him, and within an instance, the caracal was knocked off of his feet, but now in a dim lighted area, with ice as the floor, the ice was so clean... there was no imperfection it... everything of it was clear and visible. Herne looked down at himself... and he himself looked a little different... but since being caught it had been more than a month since he had seen what he himself had looked like. He had more fur around his neck, and there were more visible traits of a caracal now showing on him, like the dark ears, with a slighter triming, and his muzzle had gotten a little smaller it looked like, or the rest of his head got bigger. But his physical size was still a mere four-teen inches. He blinked... and he suddenly found himself on the rocky cliffside of a mountain, where a hard blizzard blew. What on Earth was he seeing? Then there was a sudden crack of thunder... and he stood in the pouring rain of green fields. "Uhhh?" he sawed out of his mouth as he blinked to have thr pouring rain turn into the falling stones of molten rock tumbling down at him, "Ahh pfffft?!" he scoffed before going to run, but before that chance happened, the scene jumped again in the blink of an eye. He was now in thick woods with very high winds, that were almost pulling him upp from the ground he clentched his claws into. Within a moment of stright-line winds, the winds shifted to coming from below him, and he was suddenly falling the sky. "BAHHH!?!" he he yelped out, but then seeing the land, and there was coast, and several notable landmarks, and by the coast, sat two cities? it seemed like. Then what he was just seing hit him in face, quite literally... as he suddenly smacked ground, and pushed to his feet. He was in the colesium... but it was completely barren. The caracal didn't have an idea on what was going on? "What's going on?" Herne stated uneasily taking a step, but when his foot touch the ground, the ground around turned into the surface of water, incredibly still water, that was just as clear as the ice from before. He looked at himself again... now he was... a cub? "What?" he said to himself, questioning what is going on, "I've had a lot of out-there dreams... but this... what is going on?" he said looking up and then calling out what was going on. Then he felt the water he was standing on rise over him, but he wasn't wet any as he fell through it and landed back inside the dark area he awoke in. "What is goin on!!" he spat out, getting frustrated with this current dream! He wanted to wake up... but he couldn't. Why? He then sat down... and shut his eyes for a moment... They reopened after the moment, and he was in a white area... with an all too familar face staring at him. A face he had not seen in a year. "Mom..." he tried to uttered, when everything flashed, and he was then back in Massilia... but moments before Hell broke loose. The caracal's fur instantly stood up. Have the hard thoughts was bad enough... reliving it?! Not twice... not twice... He went to say something when the sensation of heat suddenly hit him, and he felt the searing flames that burned him as a cub return. All the caracal could do was scream, when the heat vanished with another crack of thunder, and pouring rain. He was out in the woods... where he fought and almost killed Narreth. His gut turned at the viciousness he saw of himself attack this other cub. Then everything flashed again... and he was face to face with Alastor. "Al!" but that was all he could say when the lyns he knew as a father suddenly attacked at him. Next thing Herne knew, he was on the ground, staring Maximus in the face, and the tiger took a hard swipe at Herne. The caracal yelled again... and everything flashed again... Then he was at the cell Chioni was in... and the snow-leopard was in tears, and her children were missing. The caracal growled before attempting to shout, but was suddenly rammed into by something. The caracal was flat on his back, and Ventus stood over. Herne gave a hiss, but the suddenly shift of everything around him, he was suddeny back on his feet, and was running, with Hunters... many he knew chasing him down. Within a moment of running, the ground around the caracal vanished, and he plummeted back into a black void. He hit the dark floor, and sat up, all of his hair standing up... unsure on what to do... he really didn't know what to do. "What do you want from me!!!" he yelled jumping to his feet, "I didn't deserve ANY OF THIS!!" he rasped threw his throat, glaring around, "I helped a family get home! Why does that derseve this punishment from those I helped!" he said feeling tears starting to form in his eyes. The area around him shifted, and he blinked... and the caracal was suddenly strapped to the floor, with a cat with a torch in their jaws... approaching him. Herne had never shown more fear in his life... he desperately tried to get free, but he couldn't move. Then the cat approaching was standing over him with the torch! "NO!!" Herne cried out... ear down, eyes shut, in geuine fear from the flame, "GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!" then he felt heat hit him right in the face. But then it vanished, and he was laying back inside the black void he started in. He glanced around... the only thing he could do now was weap at everything... He wept for several moments... before feeling the area around him change. He lifted his head up and spat out, "WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT!!!" he instantly saw what looked like a huge, glowing paw in front of him. The only thing Herne could do was look up. And what stood before him was a huge saber-toothed feline. The cat went to open its mouth, but everything suddenly jolted back to darkness. Where Herne saw two eyes... not quite as big as the other cat's staring him. The cat was speechless on what to do. The area around him suddenly changed again... but this time... he found himself sitting infront of Vesta... Ambriel... Zak... Sicily... Zalos... and then Eumindue...then everything faded into a vast landscape... with the view of a mountain peak as the view point. Then flashing infront of Herne was every single cat he had stopped from being killed throughout his life. Then he was back in the black void, and he took a step backwards... overwhelmed... and the same purple eyes from before were staring at him... they blinked, and the area inverted... everything was now a bright white, and blue eyes stared at him. Then after that... a suddenly emmense jolt of pain tore through the caracal... he dropped to the ground... quickly losing consciousness... with the words "balanced and mysterious" being faintly heard... The caracal then jolted once, and he was back in his cell with Lightning Empire... with the dew of the sunrise casted onto him. He lifted his head... unsure what he just saw... but he hoped to never have to go through it again... He was torn apart by pain and mended by things he believed were correct... but never before had be been more scared in his life... he felt the fur on his back slightly standing. He was told a lot of stuff about the Deities by Zak the previous day... and it all seemed related to that. Did I just see Sator or something?he thought... not sure if he did see him or not... but that would have to wait as what looked like two cats approaching to likely interrogate him for information he wouldn't give...
