The Snowy Acorn: Loss

== Prolouge ==
The wind howled as large snowy flakes fell to the ground. A light brown she cat with sunny amber eyes nudged her kit. He was frozen of the cold and fear. The light and dark brown kit mewled in fear, to petrified to move. A dark brown tom with emerald eyes ran toward the light brown she-cat. "Katy!" The dark brown tom mewed.
"Dust! Take Acorn and rest!" She breathed, huffing.
He was clearly frost bitten, but he resisted. "Your more important!" He yowled. " You take him! I'll be..." He fell, shivering. His chest was rising up and down so quick, until... It stopped.
"Dust!" Katy screamed. She quickly nudged Acorn. If my mate died from the cold, I wonder what if can do to my little Acorn! She could only think it. The cold was getting to her, to! She couldn't stop it. She was so cold...
She caught a glimpse of the cave. She screamed for Acorn to go, and laid there as she watched her kit run. She was laying down, slowly breathing in and out, in and out, until she couldn't feel her breaths or paws, she couldn't feel anything. She saw her vison get blurry as she still saw a small brown blob rushing into the cave, and her eyes roll back into darkness.
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