[Nico, nico, Ni!]

WillowSpots, a young tortoiseshell molly was nosing through the fresh kill pile, she thought about having a piece of prey before heading out of camp, but to be honest with herself she wasn't all that hungry, she was now grooming her blotched pelt, she had a bright smile at the tom and she-cat discussing the gathering and kits, WillowSpots wasn't a very social cat, but she wished to have atleast one litter.