TWISTEDTAIL
The chill of leafbare sunk into the tabby's bones, but she still stood as proud as ever. Her lanky form became thin, and even then she stood tall against all odds.
But then she held the knowledge that others were not as strong, not as powerful..
Spotting the dark kitten from a distance, she called out, "Nightgaze?" briefly mistaking the child for the clan's deputy. No, she wasn't that small. It might have been a while since they interacted, but she knew a kit when she saw one. Bounding over to the young kitten, she tutted as she saw the rotten kill in the other's mouth. "Drop that! You'll make yourself sick! The whole thing smells of monster - who knows what disease they could carry?" Breathing in the scent beyond the squirrel's own and the monster musk that smothered it, she could pick up...
"Twolegs.. Kittypet," she scowled, tail flicking with annoyance. Of all the places one could be born, it had to be there. Turning her nose up, her tail quickly following, she meowed, "What's your name? Why have you come here?"