[puppeteer]

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Silversnow calmed just slightly as Lilycreek laid her tail over her, and spoke. She had to be calm, for the kits. She knew that much. She looked to her dad, who was always so strong,
but he seemed so, so distant. She took a breath, as to not worry herself more. The kits would be-

Broken.

"He.. his... what?" She had heard what Lilycreek said, but it didn't quite register with her for a few moments. She felt her heart race, and she worried that it might explode. Fawnlight and Stonepaw. Lilycreek was getting them. She stood, moving closer to her dad. Her fur was standing on end as she gazed at the little bundles. "I don't know what to do, Dad. I made them a promise, to keep them safe. Is this what have kids feels like? Being powerless to help when they're in danger?" She knew her dad would have an answer; he always did. He was the one cat she truly felt safest around. She sniffled, looking at the kits.

"I want to raise them, but I'm scared. I don't want to hurt them. I don't want to see them get hurt." She let out a soft huff, a sad huff. She didn't know what to do. "I named them Cherrykit, Deerkit and Shellkit. Deerkit is the tom, Cherrykit is the fluffy calico and Shellkit is the little tortie."