Fog (Birth topic)

The just born kit struggled the way to the warm, rich milk. She let out a tiny mewl when she got pushed back by some of her siblings. She kept pushing and wriggling until she finally had a taste of the creamy, white liquid. She was a spitting image of her father, with her dark ginger fur. The only difference was her bushy tail that was tipped white.

Bubblemist purred. "You shall be Maplekit and you shall be Vixenkit." She purred and gently licked them.