Black cats on patrol… or not
Onyx was a chubby tuxie girl who wasn’t too pleased to have neighbors. She sat in her space and watched warily.
Atlas lounged about the room, not caring that Onyx and Aberdeen and Nutmeg were all put off by his presence.
“I’m awesome, what is their problem??”
Ninja decided that the best approach was ignore, ignore, ignore. This is as awake as she got.