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Snowstar gazed up at the sky and sighed. The snowy white tom watched as the clouds slowly drifted across the blue sky. The leader looked down at the clearing from his den. He soon padded to the clearing to get a mouse to eat.
Shark stumbles through the forest, his cuts bleeding a bit as he let's out a painful mewl. Somehow he knew these cuts over his legs, flank, and bridge of his nose would become scars as they healed. All the light shadowy grey kit could remember was wandering to far away from mum and meeting a new cat who started to scratch him but Shark had run and had made it out before he was killed. The 5 moon-old kit now stumbles to a stop, falling over as he trips over his own paws; landing on his side where he whimpers and mewls in pain, his cuts bleeding.
Snowstar perked his ears up. He heard a small mew in the distance. He stood up and decided to find out who made the small mew. He scented the air and looked around him. Shark's scent drifted towards the white tomcat and he followed it. The leader soon found the kit and looked down at it.
His eyes were closed tight, afraid if he opened them he would see a light and die. He mewls pitifully out in pain.
Snowstar just gazed down at the kit and picked it up by the scruff. He padded back to the camp and put it down gently onto the ground between his paws. "Hollowedstep? Dapplepaw? Are you here?" called Snowstar outside of the medicine cat's den.
He dangles from Snowsar's mouth, then he tried to stand up as he feels his paws around him
Feeling the kit moving, Snowstar stepped back so the kit could have some space.
Shark stands up weakly, opening his eyes his first sight of the Camp was Snowstar's paws, looking up he then sees Snowstar's face and he takes a step back. "Wh-Where am I? Who..Who are you?" looking around him he panics even more, "Thi-is isn't my house folk's garden!"
Snowstar decided to answer the questions later. "Housefolk?" he meowed. "What's a kittypet like you so far away from your twolegs?"
"I..a cat...I wandered to far from mum and I was jumped on by a cat"
"Got attacked by some cat?" he murmured. "Well, such a surprise that you could still be alive then kittypet."
"I remember someone stopping the cat then me running...."
"After we patch you up, you better be heading back to your twolegs, kit," meowed Snowstar.
"I-I..I don't know where they are..."
"Fine. I'll decided where you will go later," huffed Snowstar with a flick of his tail.
Grassnigth heard them and meowed to Snowstar, "Don't be so harsh on him. He's still a kit you know."
Shark stares down at his paws, shaking with fear and pain.
"And when did you become soft on others?" murmured Snowstar under his breath.
Grassnight went to the kit, "Don't worry, I bet that he'll let you stay in the clan."
"What's a clan?"
"A clan is a group of cats that work, help, and live together," explained Grassnight.
"Who're you?"