A sleek, silver she-cat gazed down at her two kits. One of them had been found where she had been with her other kit and she had decided to raise it as her own. But now, all three of them were captured. She sighed, knowing these cats would probably do something with her kits. After all, she had already been starved for a day. The she-cat couldn't bear to think of it. She gazed at them. One was a dark brown, like her mate, and was a tom. The other was a golden she-cat. She licked thier pelts to keep them warm as she kept a wary green eye on the door of her cage.
(the she-cats' two kits, who have not been named yet, will be trained here to become Elites and named)
Trained? Here? But They're So Young..
- samuelthevamphog
- Closed
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