Nichole was also THE BLACK CAT a thefe of the crulest kind that stole from the young old,sweet ,cold,rich and poor, but she was also a young lady.

She lived simply in the forest you would walk downn a forest path for about a mile then head right at the sound of a brook just folow that and find the tiny clearing and camping spot.

Blackets lied out as well as a fire and a bottle of champine and bow of pastrys.....what now" who lived here" well if you were to find Nichole shed say it was her.

Her own little form was tuked beneth the covers at this moment sleeping peacefuly lisaning to the brook.

this was peace.......this was sarendaty.....this was life on the wild side.