#heathertuft

In the way she walks and the way she talks, Heathertuft appears as a cat with sass and confidence. She has a certain grace that she has mastered, in her charm and beauty. This molly doesn’t mess around, and is honest about how she feels and never keeps secrets. It’s no wonder she attracted a passerby rogue, and had a brief fling with the equally-charming tom. Heathertuft was excited to find out she was expecting his kits, but the tom was not. He blamed the young molly, and left her to raise her kits alone. When they were born, she had a tom and a molly. But one night, her former mate sneaked into the nursery, and snatched the tom. Heathertuft was ballistic, and immediately knew it was him. She chased after him, but kitting had drained her energy, and he got away. In her time of grief, Quillpatch was a comfort. He looked past her intimidating exterior to her true feelings, and played with her remaining kit Flashkit. Heathertuft constantly thanked the tom, for she felt she could never repay him. But she could. When Quillpatch asked her to become his mate, the molly was a bit taken aback. After some consideration, she felt there was no better tom for her, and became mates with him. Her brother, Reedrunner, was also very comforting. She knew he was still shaken from their father’s abuse, and they couldn’t stand to see the other in a bad mood. Heathertuft speaks her mind as openly as she can, and while she can be blunt at times, she’s a cat others can rely on.