Literature
WhitexHawk Dark Hearts part 59
"Hawkfrost!" Whitewing called. "Great news!"
She rushed through the shadowy forest, her paws skimming the dark green grass. In the waking world, she was asleep in the nursery, her two she-kits nestled into her milk-laden belly.
She followed his scent and burst into a clearing, although she noticed it was different from the one they usually met in. Curtains of poison ivy were growing in between the trees, preventing her from going any further. Strangely enough, the thorns were dark blue instead of dark green. The trees here didn't have as many glowing mushrooms…just enough to see, and that was it.
"I saw the kits, Whitewing," Hawkfrost
