by special_agent_606 » Thu Feb 09, 2012 3:01 pm
"Help," echos though the forest, the voice of a young cat calling, "Help me..." NightKit looks down at Shoo, and tears run down his muzzle into her cold fur,""I need to find those cats again... the must have some borge or something... That gash is ozzing stuff, and I know that's not good." He climbs a tree to one of the Lower brances and calls,"HELLLP!" one last time in the silent forest, hoping some one scented and found them, before Shoo died.