Its too late... (kits needed!)

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  • "Milly!" Sierra called. No reply. "Milly!!" Blood splattered onto her fur as well, sending the she-kit into a whirlwind of terror. Frantically, she clawed and bit at the guards, trying to hurt at least one enough so that she could get out and help. Her mother could be dyin-no, Sierra cut her thoughts off. Milly couldn't just die...could she?

  • The guards didnt move at all. In fact; they didnt flinch or look down at the kits. The screeching outside continued until there was one that screamed louder than all the others. Then, there was silence.

  • (OOC: Fair point.)
    Sierra looked oddly at her sister, still crying. "You actually believe in that?!" she asked incredulously. "It's just a story made up so all kits think there's a happy ending!"

  • "Smart kit." said one of the guards. "Too bad that even if it was real, that would not be the place your mother would be going."


    Milly moaned and everything seemed blurry. Her head was pounding and she was very dizzy. But all she could think about were her kits. As long as they live, i will die happy. Luke leaned into her face. "Now do you see what a mistake you have made?" Milly made a face (it was painful to speak) and said, "They were not mistakes. They were miracles." And then the world went black.