I lay down, looking at my beautiful kit. She had sleek black pelt - just like him. Today I had found out that her eyes were amber - just like his - the way I had known they would look. The same look in their faces. She would always be a memory of him, for me. A memory that I loved. I had always pictured myself living in the forest as a rogue, with a mate that loved me and a kit that looked up to me and him. But this life hadn't turned the way I wished when I was younger. And she, Sunny, would be proud to look up at both of us. Her parents. She will. When she meets him.
Attributes | Values |
---|---|
rdfs:label |
|
rdfs:comment |
|
dcterms:subject | |
Name |
|
dbkwik:warriors-fa...iPageUsesTemplate | |
dbkwik:warriorsfan...iPageUsesTemplate | |
Successor | |
Position | |
Predecessor | |
abstract |
|
is Successor of | |
is Predecessor of |