Willowkit needs friends and a future mate!

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    Willowkit, a tan tabby she-kit with blue-green eyes, sniffed at a bug that crawled slowly through the camp.

    (I'll be the furture mate and a friend :))


    Sootkit glanced at Willowkit, his head pounding in his tiny rib cage. Although he was a kit, this means he couldn't have a mate but he could have a crush. Slowly, the tom looked away in case she saw him staring and his red face.


    Parislights padded over to Willowkit, a smile spreading over her sandy colored face. "Hiya," She greeted, "How are you Willowkit?"