Littlekit stirred for a moment, feeling movement from one of his siblings and his mother. He opened his round eyes and studied the surroundings before closing them again tightly. The world was too big, too bright, too cold for Littlekit. All he wanted was to sleep in a pile of kits. He whined quietly and moved closer to his mother, never wanting to leave this warm, safe place.
(@Aphrodite @
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Re: ThunderClan Nursery
