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These kits were found at the border. A rain storm nearly washing out the cries, and drowning them. Wet, cold, and alone. Luck shone down on them when their soft mewls were heard by a passing warrior.
Ivorycrown had been on her way back from hunting when she'd heard a soft cry. She'd been caught out in an unexpected rain storm that came upon the territory quickly, causing her to gather what she'd caught and make for home. She wasn't but a few paces away when she'd heard it. Any cat could recongize the sound, the sound of kits crying out. Hestiation took hold of her, I can't leave kits out in this. It was the only thing she could think of, of how disappointed her sister would be if she found out she headed for shelter and left these kits out in the rain and possibly to their deaths.
Inside the edge of a rotting log, three kits hudded togther. They were olde enough to be able t see her, to hear her, and yet they'd stayed here of all places. The territory had been wraught with storms as of late and it was obviuos they'd barred them all here in the little shelter they could find. Water puddled at their paws, wetting their bellies, and soaking them to the bone. It would be luck alone if they survived.
Srambling to pull the kits from their hiddy-hole, she thought of how she'd ever get them back to camp on her own. Her eyes scaned the area, searching for anyone near by to help. Luckily enough for her and the kits, Seablossom had become worried enough to come looking for her. For once, the warrior was glad for her sister's over worrying nature. Ivorycrown called out to her the deputy, "Seablososm! There's kits! Hurry!"
Together the two sister left behind prey and carried three soaked and sick kits towards home, praying that they made it in time. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
These kits will be adopted by Ivorycrown, sister of Seablososm the deputy and daughter of the late Peanutblossom and Ravencrypt. If you wanna know more about their family tree and more importantly their family drama, feel free to ask. I'm happy to let you know!
Tigersoul - tom, orange and black tabby w/ yellow eyes OPEN
Pantherstrike - tom, dark brown w/ green eyes OPEN
Cougarcough - SICKLY due to being caught out in the rain storms so long (3days to a week let me know what is chosen.) tom, reddish orange w/ green eyes PEEPINGPEPPER