Nill

-The camera stalls before it flickers to a far away image. Nill sits on the deck ground with her head resting on a barrel. Atop the barrel in front of her face, a little kitten
sniffs its nose to hers.-

-She stares at it as it stares back to her before it gives just an little lick. Promptly, the small wings on her back perk up and it looks as if she's giggling, but no sounds escape her.-

-Looks at the device and points to the kitty happily before she rumages on her lap for her pen and paper, writing a simple message and holds it up.-

She made a friend.