"What's wrong with me mom, tell me" Faithkit begged, whining.  "No" her mother said, her Orange stripes now looking a bit dull in the darkness.   

 "Why not"

 "Because I cant" her mother snarled, her eyes flashing in rage.  Faithkit pressed against the brambles, her tail and ears dropping in fear.  Mama had never been this mad, what has she done wrong?  Your a mouse brain kit, to eat mouse dung, a voice told her.   At that moment, her mother broke into wales yowling: "Why flameheart, why did you do this to us".  At that moment, Faithkit decided how she would help...