Screams, cries, and wails ring through my ears and ravage my mind. I shut my eyes, trying to hide from the dizzying chaos around me. "PLEASE, no!" someone screeches. "No! He- he's not a Nocturnal! He's my son!" I dare to open my eyes, just a crack, only to see them shove the cat away. In their jaws is a wriggling, shrieking kit. "Mommy!" The kit screams at the top of his lungs. "Mommy, help!" The she-cat lunges for her son, but one of them knocks her down and the others carry away the kit, still yowling, to the prison.