Again

Made by Patchfeather

Chapter 1 Paws pattered across the icy ground, a gray she-kit with darker points sniffed and mewed. "Mommy?" she called with a pit of terror. Her mother had disappeared, and blood was in the air, it stun her nose, along with the freezing weather.

She was an only child, at lest from what her mother told her. Her mother wasn't the nicest cat in the world but she took care of her, and protected her with her life, and it was now clear that she did lose her life for her.

She shook the thought away, she padded through the undergrowth and stopped at a snow filled clearing, at the far side, under a snowy rock, the blood scent was overpowering, almost making her fall as if a strong breeze hit her hard in the face.

She scampered through the snow that reach her chin over to the shallower area where her mother lay, still as a rock, but no blood anywhere even though the scent made her so sure.

She stopped and lapped at her ears. "Wake Mommy, we're going hunting like you promised." she urged her. The pale form of her mother said nothing, didn't move, the snow beneath her nose didn't stir. "Mommy?" fear now edged her mew.

I know what'll get her up, a nice plump warm mouse. She ran through the snow, looking for some mice.

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