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β β΅ bisexual β΅ 3 years β΅ blessed by sehkmet β΅ transformsβ΅location: on her fenceβ΅ mood: sleepy β΅ tags: open
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bomani awoke in a basket lined with cushy fleece, sitting among a large bay window. the sunlight drowned her pale pelt in a comfortable warmth, begging her to stay longer. a groggy yawn tugged her brawny jaws apart, and she stretched her lengthy limbs out of the basket in a halfhearted attempt at a stretch. as she slunk off the ledge in a agile fashion, she merely glanced at the bowl of bland pellets before slipping gracefully out of the catflap."i bet i can find a rat around her, somewhere." she grumbled under her breath, leaping onto the lidded trashcan. leaping off the trashcan, she perched onto the thick stone wall fencing her house, watching the familiar felines awake.
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β β΅ bisexual β΅ 3 years β΅ blessed by sehkmet β΅ transformsβ΅location: on her fenceβ΅ mood: sleepy β΅ tags: open
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bomani awoke in a basket lined with cushy fleece, sitting among a large bay window. the sunlight drowned her pale pelt in a comfortable warmth, begging her to stay longer. a groggy yawn tugged her brawny jaws apart, and she stretched her lengthy limbs out of the basket in a halfhearted attempt at a stretch. as she slunk off the ledge in a agile fashion, she merely glanced at the bowl of bland pellets before slipping gracefully out of the catflap."i bet i can find a rat around her, somewhere." she grumbled under her breath, leaping onto the lidded trashcan. leaping off the trashcan, she perched onto the thick stone wall fencing her house, watching the familiar felines awake.
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ββ΅ homosexual β΅ 3 years β΅ blessed by anubis β΅ transforms β΅ location: base of his tree β΅ mood: thirsty β΅ tags: quinn
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chigaru had curled himself into a tight ball, pressed closely against the body of the tree. the thick branch he had been curled up upon provided him room to sprawl out, but he didn't want to risk falling out of the tree. the dry morning air had been enough to wake him up on his own. finding water had been a gargantuan issue for him, and at this point, he pondered if he should ask a on of the pet cats' if he could have some of theirs. lost in thought, he figured it was time to get moving, time to find something to eat more or less. he stretched upon the branch before, peering down to the floor. a familiar she-cat he had known by the name of "quinn" had been racing toward the pile of leaves beneath the wide canopy. he admired her collar from the treetop before leaping off the branch, onto a nearby fence. "hello quinn!" he meowed, eyeing her collar once again. he was a street cat, after all, and asking a pet for help would surely ruin his image. "would you mind if I had a quick drink from your bowl?" he huffed, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "i can trade you a weeks worth of rats and scraps." ru knew he didn't need to trade with a pet, but it was second nature to him. nothing is free in the alleycat life, and he learned the hard way.
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ββ΅ homosexual β΅ 3 years β΅ blessed by anubis β΅ transforms β΅ location: base of his tree β΅ mood: thirsty β΅ tags: quinn
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chigaru had curled himself into a tight ball, pressed closely against the body of the tree. the thick branch he had been curled up upon provided him room to sprawl out, but he didn't want to risk falling out of the tree. the dry morning air had been enough to wake him up on his own. finding water had been a gargantuan issue for him, and at this point, he pondered if he should ask a on of the pet cats' if he could have some of theirs. lost in thought, he figured it was time to get moving, time to find something to eat more or less. he stretched upon the branch before, peering down to the floor. a familiar she-cat he had known by the name of "quinn" had been racing toward the pile of leaves beneath the wide canopy. he admired her collar from the treetop before leaping off the branch, onto a nearby fence. "hello quinn!" he meowed, eyeing her collar once again. he was a street cat, after all, and asking a pet for help would surely ruin his image. "would you mind if I had a quick drink from your bowl?" he huffed, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "i can trade you a weeks worth of rats and scraps." ru knew he didn't need to trade with a pet, but it was second nature to him. nothing is free in the alleycat life, and he learned the hard way.



