It was an early time to wake up, far before dawn, but Rabbitfur had promised his father, Foxtail, that he’d meet with him to prepare for the peace meeting. Why can’t Spiderfur understand that all of us could live in peace? The tiny group of starving kucing that had made the journey was now healthy and confident. They had found a new home, with plenty of food and water, and new kucing who were willing to help with the founding of the new clan.
“Are anda ready?” Foxtail’s voice rumbled from the sarang, den entrance.
“Yes, I’m coming!” Rabbitfur tried not to wake the sleeping kucing around him,...