[ ' . Driftberry's thoughts . ' ]

Prologue

 A young fluffy gray and white She-cat wrapped her soaked tail around her kits, each one whimpering from the thunder outside. Her tongue stroked each little fluffy head suckling at her shrinking stomach. Her paws ached from running through thorn bushes and skidding around sharp stones. "Your mother, kits, ran all the way here just for you." She mewed in a soft tone, her tongue soon full of soft kit fur.

A young silver tabby Tom gave a mew as if to say 'thank you.' The only Tom in the litter. His tail flicked awkwardly to the left, then right, then left, then so on so forward. It became calming to see so the queen above him rested her head on her paws, waiting for the sleep she needed to come. Yet it never did. No matter how she adjusted herself, sleep seemed like a figure in the distance. "My kits. . . I fear losing one of you." The queen choked. "You especially, Splash."

The only Tom raised his head, too young to open his clouded blue eyes. "I love all of you too of course." She mewed.

Splash put his head back down onto his fiddling paws as if happy the rest of his littermates were loved by their mother equally. The queen purred from deep in her throat. "My young kits how I love you-" Her words were cut off from a sudden pool of water filling her mouth.

 The salt-tasting water burned her throat and caused her lungs to screech for air. All four of her kits yelped and mewed as the water pulled them under and sent them flying to the other side of the stone cave. The queen yowled for her kits, but each time she tried water managed to splash into her open mouth. The taste made her spit it back up but it was useless. She was going to drown alongside her kits. She thought of their names in her head as her fur grew more heavy, as the water stung her eyes, as her babies had to die so young without her with them. Snow, Leopard, Lily, and my son Splash. Her world seemed to be dark and dull now, colors growing into a shade of black and white. Goodbye my loved ones. She thought and accepted her fate. The last sounds her ears could hear were screeches of agony.

Note: This was my first page and I'm OK with it! Hope you like it, some suggestions could be useful too! This is Driftkit's mother's perspective when she died, a bit sad if you asked me.

EDITING WILL BE DONE AFTER I FINISH!