Morning dew filled the rainy sky as a bulky brown and white rag doll tom raced to see a grey and white she-cat with hazel eyes, curled around 2 little squirming bodies.

     ' ' Oh Frost'skip, they're beautiful...' ' praised the tom as he laid beside her.

Frost'skip purred at her mate, eyes gleaming.' ' They are, Oak'cliff... they are. But, we have a problem..' '

Oak'cliff stood up with his head tilted. His long tail made a large thud sound whenever it hit the moist ground.

'what is it?' ' he meowed, worriedly

The queen sighed.' ' They're suppose to die soon...' '