[lio]

a lithe molly padded within the territory, her expression kept to that of pride. she allowed a purr to slip through to the surface, her multicolored pelt freshly groomed and ready to lure another victim into her grasp. the she-cat looked around, eyes bright and mischievous as she decided where to go next. of course, she wouldn't go to twolegplace. not after seeing her old mate the last few times. raising her tail to swish it within the air, the molly purred and turned to the right, deciding to walk until she found another living soul to speak to. come on, weaselshade! you can do better than that, she thought, then shook away the voice. weaselshade's nose upturned and she stopped for many heartbeats, sniffing the air for anything that may fight away her boredom.

@Raven & Co