Daypaw glanced down at the kit, her eyes wide and filled to the brim with the look of fear and dread, struggling to keep tears from spilling out. Swallowing hard, she forced a smile, and opened her maw to speak. "Sure, we can play a different game today. Okay, Sparrowkit, we're going to put stones on those little names to determine who made Cinderpaw like this. Okay? Go!"