Owlfeather was awoken from her slumber by a tiny pelt tumbling right into hers. She let out a
mrrow of curiosity and looked down to spot Mushroomkit snuggling up against her. She gave him a warm smile and an affectionate lick on the head before fluffing up her nest a little to keep him warm.
"When you're small, it's a bit harder to stay warm," she told him.
"I've been through many leaf-bares, my child, it's something you get used to in time. But for now you've got the queens and me to keep you warm."
"While you're here, would you like a story, dear?" She figured that's likely what he came in here for, well, that and to escape the cold. But a warm and cozy story sounded like a nice idea to her.
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