A friendly meow echoed through the cold afternoon air as a queen hopped down from her perch on an old twoleg refrigerator. "Evening stranger! Come to hunt?" She asked, dipping elegantly through twoleg rubbish to come close enough to examine the new tom. The beautiful tortie grimaced as she looked at the burns. "Jeez, and maybe something for that too? We don't have any herbs, but there's plenty of cobwebs around here."
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Red Dawn
SHIRLEY
She/her