When she reached the end of one run she bumped into another little doe kit about her age. The kit had soft brown thlay with soft eyes to match it. Shadow smiled slightly. "Hi," she said to the other kit. "My name is Shadow."

The soft brown kit's eyes narrowed a little. "What happened to you?" she asked in a voice that contrasted greatly with her appearance.

Shadow was stunned by the other kit's reaction. "I." The picture of the weasel killing her marli came back to her. "No." she said, shaking her head and closing her deep brown eyes. "It was elil," gasped the kit, tears coming from her eyes. When she opened them she found the other kit was gone. "W."

Shadow's mouth gapped open as she sat there. A paw found it's way to the burrow wall and she began to dig. Dirty clumped on her wounds, making her fur look even worse and making her body sting. After a while, her burrow was done. It wasn't comfy, but better than sleeping out silf.

A mound of dirt, fur, and blood was huddled in a corner. Rabbits walked by and looked in. Shadow heard the occasional laughs and some does' sad comments but no one spoke to her. She appeared asleep but she couldn't sleep. "Marli." the kit squeaked sadly. "I want you so bad. I don't like it here."