When Shiruba was born, he was not like any other kit in the family.
His parents never saw Haruba looking like that.
He was all white with colorful stripes. He had wings!
Unfortunately, that meant just one thing for them. The kit was useless.
Too colorful to become a good thief and help them gather food, he could do nothing more than sit and watch while other kits were training.
He never felt like he belonged anywhere, except for when he was lying all alone, watching the stars and pretending to be somewhere else.
He knew, that someday, when others will become skilled enough, he will be forced to leave just like they will, to start his own life.
He knew that they will be able to live all alone, but he will be not.

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