[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]and both of them were the leader's daughters. heck yeah.
padding into camp with the two kittens grasped in his jaws- one was slightly older than the other, maybe apprentice aged and stark white, deaf and seemingly terrified; the other was younger and perfectly healthy all round, a brown tabby that didn't seem as scared- private nightpaw deposited the children on the floor, sitting down beside them to act as both a guard to make sure they didn't escape and a big cuddly comforter that- nah, actually. just a guard.