nekos

as you sit on the cave where you live you cant take your mind off hunters. this winter they nearly killed your brother, willow bark while he was out hunting. speaking of winter, each year it became harder to find prey year-round, more so in the winter. many kits went malnourished. "I hope things get better," you said to yourself. your brother, willow bark came in in cat form dragging a small hare behind him. you smiled. this was your first meal in days. willow bark shifted to a tanned boy with curly, tawny, hair. he was wearing a tee-shirt and some blue jeans. he looked normal, well except for cat ears and a tail. like other nekos, he shifted from full cat to part cat.
"Hello, snow," he said as he took the first bite of the hare. it was considered kinda rude to shorten names, but you knew he was being playful. besides he always called you that.