The moonlight shone above the twoleg nest, Lighting up the dark sky. As a dark figure slithered across the twoleg place, Stopping over at the corner of the twoleg place. A siamese she-cat groomed her fur, Stopping as she heard the figure. "So?" She meowed as she turned over him. The black tom looked at her back, "Have you kitted sucessfully?" He asked, Licking his paws. "Yes, A tom and a she-cat." She meowed back, Her voice was empty. "Well, Since to be fair, Isn't it unfair for you to take both of the kits and for me none?" He asked circling around her. She froze as she realized what he meant. "No!" She blurted "You can't take them!" She wailed. "Still. I want them." He answered back, His eyes slithered on her. Was her friends right? She shouldn't be friends with clan cats, Or atleast more than friends. His gaze suddenly sighed for a second, "Fine, You may take one of them only.". She stood frozen before a second, Trying to think on what to do. She relucantly nodded. "But can I have them for a few more days, It eont affect their memory" The black tom nodded back, "Deal" He said before slithering away. She sighed, Did she do the right thing? I already did ehat I did. She thought as she padded back to her twoleg den.