Holykit woke up because of the strange smell that was accompanied by strange sounds from the entrance from the nursery. The sun had not yet risen, and the whole camp lay in impenetrable darkness. Ostrichka looked inquiringly into the darkness, and pulled her nose. It smelled like something like rotten meat. “What can this mean?” Thought Ostrichka and having quietly got out from under the maternal abdomen, came out into the clearing.
She was greeted by a pleasant cool wind, the smell of which mixed up with the smell of rotten food. She pointed out all her feelings, and realized that the smell came from the healer's cave. The kitty descended into a small ditch in which there was a healing one, and saw a Ponytail on the ground. His body sprawled on the floor was covered with huge wounds, and gore on top of them.
Holykit froze in place. My heart was tied with a strange cold and fear, which with every second broke her small frail body. “What could it be! Is the Pinetail Tale dead !? But, he has no student! ”- all these thoughts swarmed in her head.
- Holykit! - Baby opened her eyes and looked at her mother, who gently tickled her fluffy red-white tail. Flower's beautiful green eyes glittered. - You shoved heavily while you slept. Did you have a bad dream?
Black-white kitty looked around, and with relief realized that it was the worst dream in her short life.
- Everything is good! - fun answered Holykit and looked in the direction of the healing, which was visible from the nursery. The dogtail tail was sitting peacefully in a clearing in front of his cave, and putting his face to the light, basked in the sun. "I will tell him about what I dreamed later."
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History of the Holystar
FanfictionHolykit was born in the Thunderstorm tribe. She is just an ordinary cat that will change the future.
