Spring Nieve Kit

The Gang, as they have been nicknamed.

They came about four months ago, although not intentionally. They followed their mother, a homeless cat that I had been feeding for a few weeks.

Out of curiosity, they wanted to know where she was disappearing every so often.

The monster that I am trapped them into his clutches.

They have been in his castle since then.

Getting fat.

Forging new alliances.

Adapting their new home to their taste.

And purring.

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