lay in the middle of the clearing. Rain dripped through the branches onto his matted flank, but he made no attempt to move into a more sheltered spot. Shadepelt, an elderly RiverClan she-cat, sat beside Mothwing, sadly watching the dying cat
NoFoxLeftToGlitchцитирует6 лет назад
This was one cat who would never see their new home
NoFoxLeftToGlitchцитирует6 лет назад
How many more cats would not make it to the end of their journey