[Madelaine]

A calico turkish angora molly padded through the undergrowth, her long belly fur brushed against the ground. Her stomache was slightly swollen, which made it difficult for her to walk. She had been so stupid and ended up expecting kits from a clan cat. The queen pawsteps were loud and she was pretty sure anybody could hear them hit the ground.

Belle's collar bell rang, the sound pounced off of everything. The molly scented another cat nearby. Hope flashed in her eyes that this cat would be friendly, but she stayed where she was in case of danger. Belle wanted to hide, but knew that they would probably smell her scent.

"Hello is anybody there . Me and my unborn kits are getting tired. Im just looking for a place to stay.", she meowed. Belle saw that the cat was way bigger than she was. Her belly and fur started to shake at the sight of them.