- A small brown kit wailed in the dark rainy night. His mother lay before him, stone cold. Just a few minutes ago, the life of the kit had changed.. Forever. It had been a badger. Unseen and deadly, it had creeped up on the mother and kit. The mother tried her best to fight, but fell to the paws of the badger. Seeing the enemy was dead, it had lumbered away. The kit had no idea what to do. He already had no father; he had been killed long ago. Shivering, he curled up in a ball and let rain wash over his pelt. Then, a light. It was a cat! Coming to save him..
As he was picked up and carried away, the kit noticed how much it felt like his mother. He snuggled up to her. Yes, he was safe.
