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Post by Macabre on Nov 22, 2015 8:15:02 GMT -6
“ CHOKE SOFTLY FROM THE POETRY Macabre smiled as he lashed his long, scruffy tail as he stood perched upon a wooden fence that kept cattle from roaming the world themselves. It was rather tedious to watch them graze, but at the same time it made him oddly hungry. Maybe he could eat one of the cows? No. That's stupid why would he even try take one of those beasts down. He'd have to go steal some.
The black tom leapt down from his slightly uncomfortable position and began to stalk towards a barn, the paint pealing off gradually. The scent of hay and animal food drifting towards his black and pink dappled nose. It smelled awful and tasted disgusting too, but a cats got to eat.
With a yawn and stretch, Macabre finally padded towards a small corner, where he knew fox prey was kept and eaten. He lucked his lips as he got ready to snag a mouse, but when he bent down, the young tom noticed another feline, "Who are you?" |
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