[MooingPanda]

Balor narrowed his eyes as he watched the bustle of Twolegs as they swarmed around the giant monster. He had gotten used the screeches that emanated from the beast long ago, it's screams sounding as if it were swallowing cats in it's grinders. He licked his lips as the scent of fresh meat wafted through the den. Sometimes, when he was feeling really hungry, he rooted through the scraps at the back of the den. The Twoleg's didn't care if he did that. But the good pieces were on little belts that took them to different places where they were cut up in all different shapes and wrapped up. Balor knew a couple of cats who had taken meat from up top; he never saw them again.
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