Crestpaw
Crestpaw jotted out of her sleep like thing. She swore she heard a tiny mew,"Cloverkit?" She whispered, still next to Hawkpaw. She looked at him desperately and Crestpaw crawled out of the log. A tiny body lay outside,"No.." Tears steamed down her face. She was so close.. Crestpaw thought, picking up the the cold body. She took her inside the log. But it was to late.. Crestpaw looked at Hawkpaw.



























