Firepaw, having noticed the younger tom and his dead family, padded in carrying Cloudkit by his scruff. "Not necessarily. I saw this cat and his family by the entrance; they're both dead, but he's alive-- for now. Doeleap, I believe you may have known the oldest one-- a russet she-cat with a white diamond shape on her forehead."
"Forestfire..." Doeleap murmured sadly. "I knew her. Ran off with a loner a long time ago, and this is her kit. Firepaw, stay here. I need your help. Give him catmint while I help Lily."
((I have Brackenkit, Tinykit, Snowstorm, Silverpaw, and Whitefire open
all right, bye!))
