Thorn
He crouched beside the grave. He didn't want to leave but what else could he do? She was gone and he couldn't save her. He slipped back into the camp his tail dragging behind him.
Mistkit
She was asleep beside Mothsong. But suddenly she was somewhere else. It felt warm, soft fur pressed against her and she snuggled against it. It was the first thing she had felt when she was born. This was her mother.
(Mistkit believes in Starclan.)
He crouched beside the grave. He didn't want to leave but what else could he do? She was gone and he couldn't save her. He slipped back into the camp his tail dragging behind him.
Mistkit
She was asleep beside Mothsong. But suddenly she was somewhere else. It felt warm, soft fur pressed against her and she snuggled against it. It was the first thing she had felt when she was born. This was her mother.
(Mistkit believes in Starclan.)













