The molly is pleased to see you (as always, and you are always stupidly happy about that) and you give a raspy purr settling down to eat with her. As always Twilightstar fusses over your fur (its fine! Just messy!) and you complain/gossip about everything.

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Its nice​ until she asks you about grandkittens and you panic, wrapping up ASAP before bolting to the tune of the leaders laughing.... Awkward!

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What next?