Talk:The Alley/@comment-8248793-20140514032838

Specks spotted Kitkat roaming about and resisted the urge to call out. She wanted her privacy. Ever since she had met Coldflower, she realized that not everyone was meant to be friendly and polite. She could work with her faults and her strengths.

Kitkat stretched, and yawned and looked over her fur. "Oh by the stars! If Frosty saw my pelt now, she would have me clawed to pieces!"

"Oh fur again." Specks muttered, hearing Kitkat's exclaims.