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He recoils at the thought of such a small, helpless creature being killed by
his paws. He shakes his head, delivering a quick lick between the kit's ears. A quick smile plays on his face before it disappears and he looks down at the kit again and places a paw on it to calm it down.
"No, young one, we will not kill you."
Jayfeather then looks at the other cat of the patrol, and the look in his eyes is forceful.
If you dare harm this kit, you will live no longer the look seems to say. A dangerous protectiveness over the kit that he had just found - this kit, he tells himself, will be his from this moment forward.
This kit. This kit was a gift from StarClan - a sign that I have forgotten them and their teachings.