Wolfstar's head snapped over to the kit. He dashed over quickly and sighed. The kitten's ribs were so visible, you could count them. This kit wouldn't last long. Not in this weather. He grabbed the kit by its scruff and rushed back into the medicine cat den. "Fawnpaw!" He called again.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Gracesong gasped at the kitten's condition. She immeadiately felt compassion for the starving thing. She stood next to Wolfstar and looked aound, trying to find Fernpaw. She *had* to save the kit in time.
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ooc: sorry i haven't been on....it's a long story..im just going to pretend that nightfrost was taking a trip to the moonice(kinda like the moonpool or moonstone)
ic: Nightfrost padded in. "Fawnpaw, what's going on?" she asked.