[Wingnettle]

Wingnettle (she/her)
Long-furred white tortoiseshell with amber eyes



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Finally, the first tom came back. With... his mouth full of.. What?
"Wait, who says you can rub your drool on my paw?!" She asked, stunned at what this weird cat was thinking of doing with her. Does he think he has magic or what?

But Wingnettle was tired, and honestly she knew that this cat was the probably the most trustworthy here. His eyes gave her more confidence, so that in the end she stretched out her injured leg and let him treat it as he thought best.
"Arrgh.." She suppressed a moan as a piercing, burning sensation spread on her leg. But soon it disappeared, and the injury felt surprisingly fresh.

"That's... better, actually.. I think..." She replied uncertainly, avoiding Mamba's judging gaze. She knew that if she turned, she would find mockery in her gaze. Instead, she ignored Ferret's question and glanced at the last newcomer, Aria.

"..What are you all doing here?" It seemed that this place attracted new cats like prey probably every day. What was the purpose of it? Why were strangers talking to her?

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