A/N: I had a weird dream that I believe was inspired by the fact that I hadn't finish a cat/mouse essay for my Grammar class. The dream served as an inspiration for this short allegory.

They live up there in Katz, while we live down here in Ghatto. If we are all the same, I don't understand why they have to live in the mountains and we have to live on the island. We are all cats, it's not like they are dogs and we are birds…or something like that. So if we all belong to the same species why is it that we seem to live in different worlds?

Tell you something: they don't know what they are missing. We wake up with the ocean and it provides us with fresh fish. They can only see a blue blanket from the top of the world and have to buy their fish. I shouldn't really talk about them because I have never been up there, so I don't know what it is really like. Dad goes there every day, to sell fish. He tells us how it is like, all the pretty places and beautiful boulevards. It isn't the same to imagine something from the description than to see it first-hand. However, I do know about my home and my island.

Ghatto is more or so an atoll, we call it an island, but it is much much smaller than that. About twenty five families live here and our wood houses are very close to each other; that way we are all like one huge family.

I still don't understand why we live here and not up there. I have been asking myself the same question for as long as I remember. Sometimes my parents joke around saying that that was the first question I ever asked them. I just give them a sheepish chuckle and stop asking. I don't know if they don't tell because they don't know or because they just don't want to. Either way, they should tell me at least why they don't answer me. I am old enough, just turned twelve two weeks ago.

Today, I am going over to Koda's house. Koda has been my best friend for seven years now. He is the sharpest cat I have ever met and a great inventor. I knock at his door and a pair of goggles greets me. Koda always wears his goggles when he is working on a new invention.

"Morning Koda," I smile at him.

"Morning Lady Katherine," he takes a bow as I laugh. He is always joking around and talking about knights and dragons, princesses and wizards, castles and faeries. I always follow along.

"Oh my Lord, what do we have here for today?" I ask giggling.

"I am working on a machine that will make fishing easier," he replies with a nod.

"Didn't you work on that about a month ago and ended up giving up because it seemed impossible?"

"Oh, but I've had an epiphany my Lady. I dreamed of this machine and I know that it will work."

"Can I help?"

"Well, not now, but yes in the testing part."

"Alright," I nod as I sit on a nearby pillow.

All of a sudden, I hear the gushing of the air, louder and wilder than I ever have.

"What is that?" I ask standing up quickly.

"Remember what I told you about the butterfly effect?" Koda asks and I nod. I could never forget such an important fact: a butterfly flapping its wings in the other side of the world, might change the weather here.

"So…"

"It's happening…" he says as he places his machine on the floor and dashes towards the door. I follow and we both step outside. An immense funnel of grey is heading towards us and the sky rumbles as it darkens. I don't understand if it is rumbling to scare the big funnel away or why…I see everyone running inside their houses and I can tell they are afraid; I am too. Why is this happening to us? My blood freezes as the temperature drops and gloomy clouds gather over us. I look behind and the sun is smiling on Katz, why did it abandon us? What did we ever do to deserve this? Koda pulls me by the arm, but I can't keep my eyes off Katz. I don't even know where we are running to. Why us? Why us?

"Katherine," I hear Koda's voice. "Snap out of it."

"In here!" I hear my mother's voice calling not too far away.

"Come on, it is coming!" Koda yells at me, but I still don't understand…why is the sun so cruel to us? I can hear my sister whimpering, and that is the only way I know that I am finally inside my house. Everything looks and feels so dark, why is it bright over there? We all huddle on a corner of the house and I close my eyes, for I no longer dare to look. I can feel the funnel's ominous presence approaching. I can hear his deadly chanting. I can almost feel the gusts of wind tearing me apart. But…why us?