[Weekend-Wondering]

Russet wondered the thunderpaths, clearly lost. He turned a corner, but only to be greeted by a large, dark blue twoleg den. Hissing with annoyance, he darted back to where he had been a few moments before. Why did the Twoleg place have to be so big!? Why did it have to be such a puzzle? He sprinted over to a green twoleg den’s fence, and hunched himself, ready to jump. He then leaped onto the fence, landing with rising fur. He looked around, and all he saw were Dens, the occasional dog or cat, and thunderpaths. He grunted loudly with annoyance. And hopped back down, back onto the road.