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The little kit giggles as she squeezes through the hole under the fence, waving her tail excitedly when the scents of the forest reach her nose. She decides that the air smells sweeter out here, it's doesn't stink like the city air. Remembering her promise she did not stray far from the fence, playing in the grass all the while keeping an eye on her way home.
A silver tabby head sticks through it when the kit is in the process of rolling a funny looking insect over with her paw, it's stick-like legs flailing pathetically. "Jinx, time to come home. Your father will be coming back soon."
Jinx trots eagerly after her mother with the insect clamped firmly in her jaws. She knows her father will be proud of her catch. The den is dark, but warm, her siblings throwing a ball of moss around. Her mother sits just inside with her eyes on the ally entrance. Jinx doesn't see her stiffen, only feels the sudden pressure on her back as the tabby shoves them all towards the back of the den.
It's hard to see over the heads of her siblings, Jinx has always been the smaller one, so she shoves her way to the front, curiosity outweighing the feeling of dread. She wants to know why her mother is yowling. "What have you done, Apollo!?" her mother is shouting. A screech of agony follows a thud, Jinx is really curious now.
She sees dark fur and grins around the insect still in her mouth. Father's back! Throwing caution to the wind she leaps out of the den, falling victim to a sudden strike to the face that leaves her reeling, pain burning like a fire across her eye. "Mother!" she wails, screaming at the blood she can see gurgling from her father's open mouth.
A stranger hovers above her father and she moves quicker than lightning, scooping Jinx up in her mouth. "Put her down!" her mother demands.
"I'm going to kill you, Ivypool."
Jinx doesn't feel the pain, just slips gratefully into darkness, the grasshopper she wanted to show her father falling from her limp mouth.
an: does this even make sense.