[The Kitty.]

[ @BILL. ]

Goslingkit
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Gosling tilted her head to a side as the thick-furred tabby murmured on about how she 'wouldn't be able to kill her mom.' Pft. What a load of crap. Goslingkit, so long as she remained determined, was certain she would eventually stumble upon that day... that day when she would receive her vengeance.

But anyway, that didn't matter as of right now - as Goosefury had suggested. What the tortoiseshell instead had her orange eyes fixed on was the collection of skulls that Lionstar had been seemingly organizing a few seconds ago. A crooked grin slowly made its way unto her maw as she reached out a forepaw to take a step further toward the bony figurines. "Woah, uh... Cool! How'd you obtain those?" Then, a sudden gasp. "Well... Huh! Wait. Lionstar, have you killed a cat? Ohmigosh! Ohmigosh, omigosh, omigosh, I wanna see the pile of bodies! Please, can I?" Gee! You know what, screw her previous anger with the dude, Lionstar was cool!