A gray tabby tom with aqua blue eyes padded past some cats as they were preparing to move to another location. A white tom walked up next to him with a meow. "What are you doing?"
     The gray tabby tom pointed his tail to a dark gray and white she-cat that was laying next to another gray she-cat. "Just about to ask for another story! My mom mentioned something about me having a third grandmother."
Intrigued by the new information, the white tom agreed that they should get a quick story before they moved out. The two toms walked towards the two she-cats, and they brought their heads up to see who was walking towards them.
"Ah, Rift, what brings you and Cloud here?" the dark gray and white she-cat rasped in her elderly voice. The other gray she-cat began to lick the dark gray she-cat's ears.
Rift mewed excitingly. "Mother mentioned something about having a third grandmother, and I was wondering if you had any stories to tell about that!"
The she-cat's face seemed to have went grim, almost like she was reminiscing something from her distant past. The she-cat turned to the cat next to her. "Should I tell them? They might be too young with the things that had happened..."
The gray she-cat nodded. "I think they should know. Might as well give some examples of things they should never do now than later. If we hide away history, it will repeat itself, Rose."
Rose sighed as she cleared her throat, and reluctantly meowed as she turned her attention to the kits. "Well...just know that this is not something to take lightly. This is something that has affected us for many, many moons."
Rift and Cloud nodded in understanding, and Rose began the story of hidden secrets and tragedy.