A different group of kits

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    Coldkit had no friends, only because he was different. He wasn't like the other kits, they called him dark of heart and mean. But he didn't know that was wrong, besides it was fun to torture that beetle. So now he looked for some kits like him, who acted like him. A different group of kits he could fit in to. Who were eager to be warriors in battle, who thought it was fun to hurt the beetles around camp, or just talk about certain things. Things he didn't know were wrong to talk about.

    Coldkit had a pure white pelt and blue eyes. As he walked around he looked at the other kits, most shunned him and others didn't like him for his personality. Why was he so different? He looked like other kits but didn't act like other kits.

    Dustykit noticed that Coldkit was alone, Why isn't anyone with him?, he wondered and walked towards him giving Coldkit a friendly smile

    He looked at Dustykit. "Hello." He meowed, his voice was surprisingly mature for a kit, but behind it was the wanting to talk to someone.

    Dustykit smiled mischeiviously, "I found some fire ants, we can put them into the other kits' nests", he whispered to Coldkit deviously