Blackfeather Woods Death of a Bachelor(ette)

I need this fox here to be killed please! I can't take care of this account anymore and need to kill her.

Kit was starving and cold. She hadn't eaten in about a week and her stomach was trying to eat itself. Her whimpers continued as she walked across the border of what she knew as the toughest and meanest pack. Yes, she was trying to kill herself. She hadn't gotten enough food for the winter and her fur wasn't enough to keep her from the cold. Parts of her fur were frozen and her breathing was little whimpers that she couldn't keep in. She walked around and noticed beautiful crimson trees around her. She hadn't noticed she was about to enter the Redgrove where they had left the alpha's mate. She entered despite the smell of death around her.