Markella felt the pelt of Tyler brush against her's in a comforting gesture as the two kits a dark brown tabby and a tortoiseshell ran past her but a growl made them stop. Markella knew that Tyler and Moss her adopted sister were worried about finding some place to rest. the five of them had been travelling for a long time and everyone was tired especially the kits. Tyler soon stopped and scented the air before turning to the other cats. "we can stay here for a while. the scent of rats is so stale that it is almost gone", he meowed to the others and watched as the two kits sat down. Markella quickly gathering the kits and laid on the ground curling up to sleep while Moss and Tyler reluctantly left to hunt. Sometime later she woke up to the scent of cats approaching and the kits missing. swearing she got up and stood ready to fight.