The Little Lions slowly moved further north, hungry and tired. The sun blazed hotly on their small dispositions, and the journey became more arduous with each passing day. Would they ever find refuge, they wondered? How long could they sustain themselves before one of them succumbed to the exhaustion? The days and nights seemed endless.

On the fourth day of their expedition, they saw from afar what looked like a well-maintained cathouse, resplendent with large fields. As they neared closer, they realized that it is, indeed, a cathouse! Excited at finally finding shelter, they quietly and respectfully approached.

As they neared, they spotted a beautiful gray kitten grooming herself atop the cathouse and enjoying a mid-day sun bath. This great cat stretched and yawned sleepily. Droopy-eyed, this great cat squinted her beautiful blue eyes as she watched a tiny clan of kittens approach her cathouse.

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