Kits

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Willowstripe yowled as she lay there, moonglow stood waiting to see his kits. Soon after that, six beautiful kits lay on the dew covered grass below them. "Miaow" purred a kit as she belly flopped around her fathers feet. "We shall call her iceclaw since her coat is white and frosty," meowed moonglow as he nudged the little white kit whith his paw.

"Perfect, and we'll call the tabby one tabbyfur," she replied in a gentle purr. Soon all the kits had names apart from the runt. He had gray fur and a hint of blue in it and his claws were small and blunt. "Bluepaw we'll call him bluepaw," shrieked willowstripe as she nuzzled the little kit.

Warriors. The tale of bluepawWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu