Cinnamonkit the night Cinnamonkit being 3 moons at the time, opened her eyes and blinked a few times. Some sunlight being blocked by clouds poured in from the nest her mother and father made by watching families in the clans make theirs. her mother rose and her father jay were once kittypets who ran away from their owners and started a life outside of the clans and had cinnamonkit the cinnamon colored kit with a white underbelly, paws, and a white muzzle. she got up stretched and headed outside, only to be greeted by no one " mom? dad? " she called starting to worry, her parents usually stayed outside in the morning talking or eating. cinnamonkit looked around no one nothing but old trees, a few stones and wildflowers. Cinnamonkit started though the trees she was focused on finding them. Cinnamonkit walked for hours no one but she stopped staring wide-eyed at the thunderpath there her mother rested motionless and cinnamonkit's father was trying to get to her as monsters buzzed past h
Wonder for lily-song Mindy took a deep breath, the air was beginning to chill and beautifully colored leafs were starting to fall.She was going to confront the pack, of course she knew it was very dangerous for a outsider to do such a thing but she was done with being a lone wolf. she crossed the ridged path into the territory her mother always talked about a land wear there were oak trees stood so tall you would swear they touched the clouds and paths so old every step was a leap if you weren't in wolf form and could find a better path to take. Mindy knew though in the hours of morning they would most likely be in human form, so she wasn't going to turn. she started unto the path hoping it would lead her to the right place, the place of freedom for people like her to know there safe.