Abandoned newborn kit

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    Deep in the forest, near the edge of the Thunderclan territory a tiny black and white newborn kit lay crying weakly. Only a few hours old her eyes and ears ere still sealed shut. She was weak and barely clinging to life having gone without food for several hours.

    Missingeye heard a distant cry from a ew born kit. She raced towards it and saw the kit laying on the ground. She picked it up and looked around for shelter, for it was starting to snow. Missingeye hoped her left missing eye didn't scare the kit when it opened kt's eyes. She found a hollowed out tree and raced the kit in. She ran back out, leaving the kit for a sec and grabbed some moss. She made a small next with the little moss she had and set the kit in it. She laid down right next to the kit o the hard, cold floor and snuggled close to keep the kit warm.

    Finding new energy from the warmth the kit began to stir, crying loudly.

    From several meters away, a final little voice rose in fear and confusion. Golden tabby with eyes still sealed and bulging, she stumbled forward on tiny, tottering limbs, the wind whipping at her delicate skin and stinging her with grit. She cried out again, helpless.

    Looking up from her mouse, Tumblekit ran forward to the small noise. She was pretty small for her age, with a light tan leopard pattern pelt and whitish chin, chest, and paws, and sparkling brown eyes. She spotted the golden tabby, then gasped a small gasp. "Are you alright?"

    Missingeye looked out of the hollow and saw another kit and 2 of her clanmates. Bring it in here, she yelled through the blizzard.

    The tiny kit moved her head towards the noise, smelling Tumblekit and hearing muffled yelling through her sealed ears. She mewled again, crawling closer to the older kit, face scrunched in concentration.

    Silverfur heard all of the yowling, and snagged the kits up, and put them into the hollow. "Are you guys okay?" She said to all the members in the tree hollow.

    OCC: Just to tell you, my cats is a queen in Thunderclan just helping these kits that she found.


    Missingeye looked up at the cat entering. For now.

    OOC: Guys, I'm gonna be evil okay? Every story needs a little bit of bad >:D


    My Evil lil' Character

    [glow=yellow,2,300]Flickerheart[/glow]



      [li]Selfish[/li]
      [li]Wickedly Smart[/li]



      [li]Hawk-like Vision[/li]
      [li]Splendid Fighter[/li]



      [li]Beautiful[/li]
      [li]Temptress[/li]



      [li]Excellent Liar[/li]
      [li]Humorous[/li]



      [li]Murderous[/li]
      [li]Superbly Sly[/li]


    [shadow=yellow,left]Flickerheart[/shadow]

    Where were those cats? Wondered Flickerheart grumpily. She had been told to await the return of the Warriors and Apprentices going hunting, but not one had come back yet. With a growl of annoyance, the calico she-cat pulled herself to her paws. "Still not back?" Guessed Bramblenose, a chocolate-furred warrior. "No! And they should be. Blizzard's kicking in." Flickerheart glowered, swinging her tail.

    Missingeye looked at the 3 kits at her belly. They all looked about the same. If only they could find there mother.

    The little golden tabby nestled into the kind she-cats belly, finally warm and safe with her two black-and-white siblings. They were all similar in the face; fine and delicate, all soft lines that would one day become elegant and well-balanced. She sighed noisily, lifting her scrunched face to Missingeye, though her ears and eyes were still sealed with her youth. She mewed loudly, the first hints of her outspoken personality.