Originally Posted by prancer (Post 1292604) Tommy a friendly neighborhood cat who often ventures out she has no owner but she loves to visit the towns people, her most common places to be found is 'Saint Luui's Coffee Top' a weird name huh? But an old gal runs the place after her husband past and Tommy loves the free food and comfort! Next the Library! The place is a bit old and rustic but the teen who runs it doesn't have the heart to change the place, Tommy loves the warmth and adventure ( Meaning running throught open places and threw bookshelves even climb them) There a whole town to discover! (This thread is avalible for adventures or interactions between tommy! ^^

The lonely street cat was padding around outside the local coffee shop, waiting for somebody to come out with the cookies they sold there. He liked the cookies a lot, and they were seen as an extra special treat. The tom decided to sit down, and groom his tabby and white pelt. Tramp was a wanted cat, as he liked to call himself. By that, he meant that twolegs in a strange uniform would run after him with nets and yowl like crazy. It was fun outsmarting them. Kittypets often called him a 'street-rat.' It was an interesting name to call Tramp, because he was a cat. Not a rat. But they did rhyme... He chuckled to himself as he noticed that.

Originally Posted by prancer (Post 1292618)   Tommy She made the mistake of falling asleep in the shops window and the old woman who worked here was deep in the kitchen, wait kitchen? The old gal only did that when a cat or person was here and when Tommy landed gracefully on the wooden floor there wasn't a person in site so that meant a cat was here. Tommy walked over to the cat flap it had been locked. She let out a loud meow to let the old gal know she wanted out or let her know something with the door. She heard a shuffled noise outside and her fur perked up "Hello?" she mewed after a while. who was there or was that Helous the hound dog? Had he wanted revenge from her destroying his human garden? No, someone else was there or she would have heard his slobbery mouth outside.

Tramp had been lost in thought, his mind almost in autopilot. But his ears perked when he heard another voice. The grey and white tabby tom's blue eyes peered around, looking for the source of the meow. Tramp's gaze rested on a she-cat. "Oh hello!" He mewed, a warm smile crossing his face. It had been a while since a nice cat had crossed his path, and he sincerely hoped that this molly was one of the nice ones. "The name's Tramp m'lady, and i am but a humble street-cat." Tramp dipped his head for a moment before looking back up. "What might your name be?"

Originally Posted by prancer (Post 1292813) Tommy She tilted her head "So your the Tramp? Ya'know the neighborhood kittens (Meaning spoiled) talk an'awful lot about you but most of the time they say rat?" She pause and gave her chest a quick lick. "And the names Tommy." She looked up a tramp and tried to see why he'd be called tramp.

Tramp chuckled. "Yeah, it happens when ya live on the streets." He purred, giving his chest a quick lick. The tom nodded when the cat revealed her name. "That's a nice name."

Originally Posted by prancer (Post 1292828) Tommy "Well i live on the streets practically, i just get tramped in places like this!" She joked. "And thank you, i hear from the kittypets that its not a very feminine name..But its fine" She smiled and heard the clatter of dishes in the kitchen meaning the old gal was cleaning up.

Tramp's ears perked when he heard the plates clatter. He licked his lips quickly, and then turned his gaze back to Tommy. "What kinda stuff is in there?" The tom asked, gesturing toward the coffee shop. Tramp peered around, as if expecting something to come around the corner at any moment...

Originally Posted by prancer (Post 1292853) Tommy "If you mean food wise then alot, dispite it being a drink place she serves alot of treats." She smiled and look toward the kitchen which was behind the counter and into a pair of push doors. "Mostly she gives out cookies, donuts, biscutes, and if your lucky she'll give you gravy with it!" Even the thought of all the foods made her lick her lips. "Quite a dine, Huh?" tommy smiled and looked at the street cat and saw he was looking around for somthing "Whats up?"

Tramp shook his head. "Nothing. It's fine..." He mumbled, looking back at Tommy. A small drop of drool hitting the ground beneath him. "That's a lot...!" He mewed, peering through the windows of the shop.