If you had to choose, between life or death, love or pain, survival against humanity, what would you choose?
A loud growl came from outside. "Momma! Where are you taking us?" The black she-cat asked politely. Fear flashed across the mother, Cloud's, mind. "I don't know, Night." she meowed. Her siblings, Bramble, Splash, and Snow trailed after her. Ripper, the kit's father, and the mother's mate stood protectively behind them, fur fluffed up, tail bristling, his ripped face drew backed in a snarl.
Suddenly, a giant dog burst into the den. "Kits! Run!" Cloud shrieked. Night sprinted away into the forest.