Leaning against a snow-covered she-cat, Nightkit let out a thin wail. "Mama?" she whispered. Looking down, the she-cat saw the kit trembling of cold and exhausture and took pity on the kit. "She is clearly alone and in need of help. Can't we take her back to camp? Please?"
... NOW WHAT NEXT...? Will the clan accept her or leave her out to die?
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