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TWG -- Facing the Facts [Part 1]"The queens are fed, there's a patrol out looking for herbs and the rest of the cats are hunting."TWG -- Facing the Facts [Part 1] by Rowan-Falls
"Still no sign of Ebonystar?"
"I'm sorry, Chillstep. No one's seen him since Crookedpaw saw the twolegs take him."
The blue tabby sighed, dropping her gaze briefly before looking back up at her friend's gaze.
"Thank you, Raggedstorm. Make sure there are cats on watch for me will you?"
"Right away." The dark tabby dipped his head, padding off, calling to cats who he knew. Chillstep sighed again. She was so tired, always tired. Everybody was, but she felt as if she had the worst of it. She found herself standing still for a few moments, numbly thinking of nothing. When she blinked and suddenly the world came in to focus, she pointedly decided that she needed to rest. Sniffing, she located the collected queens, resting with their kittens in the middle of the giant group of cats. She located her kits, snuggled up with Swan and smiled. Their dark forms stark against her pale yellow