Talk:The Alley/@comment-1829516-20140118011605

A thick-furred silver she-cat ambled in, her eyes shadowing recent events. She paused, seeing a rat scurry by. Hunger was clawing at her belly, but no. She wouldn't stoop so low to fighting a rat for food.

Despite the threat of starvation, more difficult things troubled she she-cat mind. She glanced with icy yellow eyes, scanning the landscape around her.

"Kitkat?" She began with a sigh, hoping for once her friend would be here.