RiverTail lifted her tired head, smiling at the kit."Alright, stay here. I´ll go get us some prey." She meowed, padding out of the den. Sniffing around in the pile, she finally found a vole. It was still scrawny but could had been used to eat for now. She carried the vole back to her den, dropping it by WhiteKits side."Here you go." She meowed.
NightStar finally made it back to the territory. The sun had already rised and his bones ached from the cold. Once in Camp, he moved into his den, collapsing on his soft moss nest and falling asleep.