[I've delaid this for far too long XD]
Run.
That's all the kit could think about; running. Running away from her fears, the shadows, her family, and more than likely, herself. The five moon old kit knew she shouldn't have done it; shouldn't have followed that warrior out into one of their hunting patrols. Miles was just curious. She wanted to know what it looked like outside the boundaries. She didn't expect her peaceful picture of the world to be torn to shreads.
Up until that point, the kit had had this cute picture of this world with no fighting, nor violence, just love and happiness. Well, wasn't she wrong. There was so much killing involved in hunting, it made her sick. Miles hated this world she lived in.
And how could her father just up and leave her in it too? Miles didn't understand it! She was more of a daddy's girl then she ever was with her mother. How could he just leave her here? Especially with her just now finding out the reality in life. She just couldn't help but blame her own mother a little. How couldn't she tell her? Did she drive her father away?
Miles had made up her mind the minute she got back to camp on that dreadful day; she was going to find her father, with or without her mother's help. She just needed to tell her where she was going.
"Serenade.. Serenade!" The kitten called, poking her head into the nursery.