The Find : Softsnow's Kits

Hello.

My name is Softsnow. I'm a loner. My life as a kittypet was awful - and I dare not return to that lifestyle. Instead, I roam uncharted territory and live my life alone.

It's often quiet when you walk alone - all you can hear is the wind, occasionally water rushing or animals running. The Twoleg cubs I see every so often are nice - they often give me pieces of food when I approach them.

My stomach's admittedly a bit large, and I wish it was kits instead of fat. Due to my constant pecking at Twoleg food and kittypet food - it seems I've gained a bit of weight. Back to the fact of me wanting kits - it will never happen. I was taken to the cutter as a kit, and I cannot carry my own kits.

I've always imagined my kits. Tiny bundles of joy, sleeping soundly beside me and purring as I tell them stories about my adventures across the forest. I imagine them running freely over the moors with their father - or learning how to climb the trees. Even if they were ugly, or if they were disabled - they would at least be mine.

I was on a walk. It was a quiet afternoon. Small flowers popped up at the roots of the tall trees - and giant shrubs were covered with delicious berries. Greenleaf in the forest was splendid! The sounds! The smells! Unfortunately, the sky was not it's usual blue. The sky was grey - and heavy clouds seemed to block out the sun's warmth.

"Ugh, what an awful day." I grumbled, glaring up at the clouds. "Shoo! I want some sun on my back!" I meowed angrily, smiling a little as I walked some more. The weather was getting worse - I could