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Small and fragile, yet lively; the second youngest wasn't the smallest, though not the biggest either. The small newborn tomkit squealed as his mothers tongue gasped over his small form. The younger kit-perhaps the youngest in the nursery now- flailed his paws wildly in the air, his paws hitting his siblings softly. The small kit was one of he three of the litter that looked much like his father; a small Savannah with longer legs. His tan pelt was dappled with black spots that dotted all of his small form. Before so doing up closer to his mother in the warmth of her fur, he gave out one last pitiful new. The young kit found himself in a peaceful sleep, blind and senseless to the world.