Isa came in slowly limping slightly as she carried the calico she caught. It was actually kind of cute. This one didnt hurt her, so she set it down. It circled her protectively. She walked over to Shaw. "I caught this darling Shaw." Isa said holding up the calico, oh it didnt have a collar that meant it wasnt owned. "Do you think I could keep it? Do you have anything for cuts. I was cut on my cheek, ankle, and arm. The ankle one is causing me to limp." Isa hoped she could keep the kitty. Oreo would be its name.