Left to Die (Warriors Fan Fiction)
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The undergrowth rustled as the leaves blew by. It was a quiet leafall night.
The moon just a silver Sliver casting down into the clearing. Just enough light to
see a Small gray cat emerge from From the Brambles. The cat's tail twitched
nervously being out in the open . Being careful not to wake the kit swaying in
her jaws she sat down and called quietly into the shadows. A moment later two bigger
kits appeared with there tails draging in the dirt, barely able too keep their
eyes open. They padded over to the she-cat and layed down beside the she-cats feet.
she setted down the kit she was carrying and made a small nest around the kits.
She licked each of them then turned away, but before she could take a step the
smallest kit opened up and let out a quiet shrill wail.
The Cat quickly turned around towards nest and licked them on the head again.
"It's ok. There's cats here you will be safe with them."
Then the the she-cat stood up and shook herself briskly trying to hide her
sadness as she walked away. At the edge of the clearing she looked back
at the 3 kits squirming in the nest. "You'll be safe."She Whispered to herself
Unable to take it she tunred and quickly left.
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