Prologue

I walk a path made of stars. I'm a traveler. So I travel. I do what I did best in life; run. I pass so many afterlife's. Clans, and tribes, and places for kitty-pets to go. Paradises, and places of nightmarish punishments. I've seen many like it. I know where I'm headed though, so my paws know where I need to go. Then I sense it just behind me, just in my long casted shadow.