Sorrelflight could hear the mewling kits in the nursery as she entered camp. She quickly dropped her two mice on the fresh-kill pile and darted over to the nursery to see them. What am I doing?! I'll scare the kits if they see me. Even if they can't open their eyes... She mentally repremanded herself at the last second, only setting one paw into the nursery. Just before the scarred she-cat entered the nursery completly, she quickly turned and padded away, only able to catch a quick glimpse of the kits. So quick that she couldn't even make out the colors of their fur. Long tail drooped, Sorrelflight began padding back toward the fresh-kill pile to retrieve one of the mice she had just recently killed.












