Raisingsky's Storm Preview
"Whitekit, stop hurting your paw." Raisingsky mewed as she rasped her gentle tongue on Whitekit's useless paw.
"S…s….sorry mama!" Whitekit wailed, shivering in the winter cold. Bluetail padded over, his fur wasn't clean, and he looked sad.
"Whitekit, listen to your mother." He said, lifting his nose. Raisingsky sighed sadly. Bluetail was her mate, but the only thing that split them apart was that he was a Medicine Cat.