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Spice is a calico kittypet with quite the sharp tongue. She's often found at her home, either relaxing inside or outside in the garden. Occasionally she ventures into the woods behind her fenced-in yard. (I'll add a link to her info once I have her charrie page finished! For now, here is her old page.)

(edit: alright finished the edit!)

@CactusHeart

Spice sat on the windowsill of her house, staring out into the garden and backyard. A few ravens pecked in the grass, and had the she-cat not been so lazy she might hunt them. Spice didn't know how to hunt, however, as she always felt like there was no need when her twolegs gave her food daily. The molly sighed and closed her eyes, lapping up the sun that was warming her calico pelt. She was having another one of her lazy days, one where she wouldn't go outside much and likely wouldn't talk to anyone the whole day. Not like she had much visitors, anyways. Most cats were scared off by her sarcasm and sharp tongue. Not that she cared much; to her, if a cat was unwilling to try and get close to her, they wouldn't have been a good friend anyways. She had less friends because of it, but each one was special and cherished. The molly's eyes opened once more, green orbs scanning the yard once more. Sometimes she wished she had more to do... on a day like this, it was hard not to get bored. And right now, she was so very bored.

A call caught her attention, and the molly found herself looking at a tom who was in her garden. She knew this cat- or, at least, she recognized his pelt. Racking her brain for a moment, the name finally came to her- this was Palm, a fellow house cat who lived nearby. The molly shoved herself to her paws and hopped from the windowsill, going outside through the flap in the door. "Palm," she greeted with a simple nod.

Spice turned around to stare at her twoleg house for a moment, answering the tom at first with a simple shrug. "No, they're not right now. Left this morning." Her voice was indifferent, uncaring. She wasn't extremely attached to her twolegs, so as far as she was concerned they were fine to leave so long as she had been fed. Which they had done, promptly before exiting the house. The molly didn't know when they'd be back, but she was sure it'd be in time to feed her before bedtime.

Normally, Spice wasn't one to go inviting others into her house. But Palm wasn't a stranger, in fact the molly had known him since she'd first come to live in this house as a little kit. Knowing him for so long, she wasn't as sarcastic with him as she was with other cats, and she was even less sharp-tongued. She felt no need to test the tom, as he'd already proven himself to be a good friend. With that in mind, she nodded in agreement. "Sure, can't say it's anything exciting though. Follow me." She flicked her tail before trotting back to the door, slipping through the cat door and entering the home. Stepping aside, she waited for her neighbor to enter as well.

(Headed to bed.. I'll respond to the next one in the morning)

Spice shook her head, whiskers twitching in faint amusement. This house wasn't really much, and she doubted it was all that different from Palm's house nearby. "It's alright, I guess," the calico replied, hopping up onto the couch beside the tom. "My favorite spot to lay at this time of day is that windowsill over there," the molly gestured over to the spot where she had been laying before Palm arrived with her tail. She liked that spot because the sun would always end up on her during this time of day, and she loved the feeling of the sun on her fur- so long as she was inside, where the air was cooler, of course. Outside, with how hot it is during the Summer, she'd be uncomfortable laying in the sun.