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
NoFoxLeftToGlitchцитирапреди 6 години
This was one cat who would never see their new home
NoFoxLeftToGlitchцитирапреди 6 години
How many more cats would not make it to the end of their journey