[Cheyenne]

Originally Posted by CatsAreAwesome

Stormpath frowned at the small kit, trying to figure out if it was asleep or dying. A kit this small shouldn't be away from it's mother. "Where is your mother, little kit?" She whispered, not sure that it could hear her. The kit looked hungry and cold. Poor thing. "I wish I knew how to help you." She told it.

Brownwhisper slowly entered the creepy old two leg house. It was quite large, and looked like it could fall on them at any moment. He shuttered. The WindClan tom spotted another cat, standing over a tiny kit. He approached the Molly carefully. Was this her kit? "Hello," he said quietly. "I'm Brownwhisper of WindClan."