Patch blinked in a bit of shock as Nightie questioned him. Cocking an eyebrow he blinked at the other tom, dipped his head in fretting before going back to the kit. Sitting down, he eyed the collar as he spoke, trying to think of a way to get it off
“Patch and I grew up here.” shaking his head at the question of whether or not he had any friends he sighed.
”And I’m forty-two moons.” speaking this didn’t seem to bug him as he focused on the collar and ideas ran through his mind of how to break it.
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