Through tangled branches and vines you struggle, scratched by twigs and thorns at every turn. The plants here are dense and giant, bigger than any you've ever seen. You can only wonder what creatures might lurk in the undergrowth: it's hard to see anything at all with such dense vegetation.

Eventually, you make it to a clearing, where a colony of not-cats clearly lives and thrives. Lush ferns, thick grass, and wide, emerald-green leaves surround you, and there are bright, alien flowers everywhere. This place looks and smells like nothing you've ever experienced, and the good mood of the not-cats that live here seems to be contagious: you can't stop smiling, dazzled by the world around you.

You've reached LOTOS! A small island in the center of a lake somewhere in Nestor's Woods, it seems a little isolated... but the not-cats here are welcoming and non-threatening, and only to happy to bestow gifts upon you; food, resources, and companionship are showered upon you in abundance. Every so often a not-cat might give you a furtive glance or two, as if they're trying to communicate something with their eyes, but you never seem to be able to catch a moment alone with anyone to ask about it... and it's hard to focus on such things when you're being so enthusiastically welcomed by everyone!