"Deer, get back inside, now!" A white she-cat meowed.
"But why mama?" The tiny tan and white kit squealed.
"Cause I сказал(-а) so now get in!" She pushed Deer back into the cavern. Deer sat Далее to her brother, a gray tom, Storm. "Storm, do Ты think mama likes us?"
"Of course Snow loves you. She is just tired that's all." A brown tom meowed, his voice deep with sorrow. This cat was Bird that swoops low, their father. Deer twitched her ears, feeling the deep sadness waves coming from him. She knew he was lying. Her own mother didn't like them или even want them. She glanced at...