WaffleKatz101

Copy and Pasting on Quotev Later NOTE: From Swift's point of view. Imagine it. Deal With It. It also changes! The small kit stirred in her sleep. She let out a sigh as a tongue rasped over her fur. A soothing voice came over her. "Sleep, little kitten." It meowed. She curled up in her mother's tail, and listened to the silent breeze as it combed her fur gently. Beside her, a cat shifted. "Mama, why aren't we in dens like other cats? And what do they look like? Why can't I see?" It squeaked. She shifted. That was a she-cat's voice. Two growls sounded. Toms. "You're not old enough to open your eyes or know why we're out here..." She meowed, a