~Chapter 3~ A small black she-cat crouched by the small kit, licking her fur. “Lavenderpaw?” asked the medicine cat. “How can we save her, Lilyshade?” asked Lavenderpaw. “Try to give her some catmint.” “Alright.” Lavenderpaw put the catmint near the kit’s nose. “Come on, eat it.” The kit gave a feeble mew, and ate as much as she could, which was only a bit. “Do you think that she’ll survive?” asked Lavenderpaw. “I hope so.” repled Lilyshade. … A few days later, the kit began to open her eyes. “Wh-what happened?” she asked. “Oh, Larkkit, you caught whitecough soon after Foxstar took you out of the nursery and left you in the rain. Catmint is valuable at the moment, but we ran out of anything else, so we had to use it.” replied Lavenderpaw. “Oh.” ~end of chapter 3~
