You stand up and silently slink into the warmth of the Nursery. It is cold outside, and the Nursery walls provide shelter.
"Go," you murmur, nudging your mother. Her tail is wrapped around the tiny kit, who is mewling in her sleep. "I'll keep her warm."
Without hesitation, your mother stands up and hurries out of the den.
Settling down in the nest, you sniff the soft kit. It amuses you to think that you had been that small once.
"Mamma?" the little she-kit murmurs, her nose twitching as she sniffs the air.
You watch the kit squirm around for a moment before opening your jaws to reply. "She. . . Uh, she's not here right now."
She whimpers and curls up into a ball. "It's loud."
Twitching your ears, you finally notice the rumbling thunder. "You're safe," you say, curling up and wrapping your tail around the kit like your mother did. "Go to sleep."
"I can't!" the kit wails. "I'm not tired!"
Tell the she-kit a story (Part 25)
Hum to the she-kit (Part 26)
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Warrior Cats Choose Your Own Adventure
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