twenty-four
"no! please, smokeblade. i'm begging you! i want my son!"
"what?!" i scream, tired of this argument. "you're my mother? i thought you abandoned me!"
"no, my sweet kit! i died in battle and i told my sister, who left you, to take care of you! but, she didn't..." she growled.
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