young kit abandoned and need help!

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    A silent shape slithers through the reeds. It is a loner queen with a new-born kit in her jaws. Her eyes are flashing with fear. She sents cats and creeps forward untill she sees the camp. She sets the kit down in a clump of reed near the cam and licks he kit on the top of the head before dissappearing again. The kit, a small speckled she-kit begins to squirm about mewling. Hours pass and the kits crys grow weaker. She is loseing her grasp on life

    Coyotepaw lifted her head high, a large fish caught in her jaws. Humming loudly to herself, the sound of the whimpering kit barely reached her ears until she was right next to it. Dropping the fish and glancing down at the almost dead kit, the apprentice gasped in shock, glancing around for any other cats. There was a faint scent of a loner, but it was vague.