Nyx's paws crunched on dead leaves beneath her paws. Her heart still ached for Weevilbrook as she continued her journey back home. It was cold, especially for Greenleaf. She reached a patch of mud, and her paws quenched with each step. The mud was cold as it enveloped moth's paw pads. A steady rain started beating down on Nyx's pelt. The rain cut off the birds songs, and the occasional noises in the distance were all but silenced. Moth kept their head hung low, and their eyes on the ground before them. The rain quickly turned into hail and crashed into the canopy of trees giving a snowing effect. Nyx grunted and moved faster through the silent forest, trying to keep her eyes ahead of her. A thunderclap sent a shiver up her spine. Nyx grew worried as the rain and wind picked up more. Her pace broke into a jog, rain blurring her visions. Within the silent forest she picked up on sound. A feeble meow, like the sound of a cold kitten. Nyx's eyes flickered around the forest, spotting a small shape tucked under a bush. Half of her wanted to keep moving, but the other half of her compelled her to check. So she squinted and walked towards the bush, having to fight against the wind and rain. Nyx lowered her face the stare at the shape. It was a kitten. They had wide blue eyes that stared fearfully up at Nyx. The kits patterns reminded Nyx of her own, which frightened her. Who's kit was this? What happened to their parents. Nyx laid down, and shielded the kit from the severe weather. "Oh Starclan. What am I going to do" Nyx asked, staring up at the cloudy skies. The kit stumbled closer to Nyx, warming themself up. They shut their eyes and drifted to sleep. "Oh. Now what am I going to do" Nyx whispered desperately. The storm didn't look like it'd ever go away and the ground was starting to flood. Nyx rose slowly and lifted the kit by their scruff. "I'm going to bring you home" she whispered to the kit. Nyx ran at full speed the whole way back the lighthouse. Nyx reached the lighthouse and slunk in quickly. The shadows danced on the walls, and strikes of lightning momentarily lit up the sky. The scent of a vixen wafted in the air and Nyx huddled up against the corner of the lighthouse walls holding the kit close to her. Moth struggled to even process what happened. She had a kit, who looked strangely like her...And now that kit was her responsibility. Nyx lifted the kit and quickly trotted up the stairs to the top of the lighthouse. It had a thick clear material closing it in from the outside. It was completely dry up there and the stars over the ocean shone bright. "Those are stars, the things that light up the world. Astras." Nyx said, speaking the the wide awake kit by her side. "You remind me of the stars. Like how I reminded my parents of the stars" Nyx mused. "Your name will be Astral. And the stars will hopefully guide your path throughout your life" Nyx said. This kit was her's now, Astral was her responsibility. But her kit. Nyx didn't expect to be a parent so soon, but she would raise this kit to be strong, and smart. ━━━ Back to the litter :3
