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Originally Posted by Midgefur

[ooc: The general idea is a wide area full of stalls, like a fresh produce market that also has small fast-food trucks and stuff. Some cats do like human food after all. ]

Being careful not to be knocked over by shuffling twoleg feet, Asphalt ambled carefully into the crowded area, led by his growling stomach and the heavenly scent that hung in the air around the market. His ratty stumps of ears twitched constantly at the hustle and bustle, and his dark whiskers flared out in all directions as he slunk around. Twolegs were something he had become wary of, especially the young ones; even the thought of them made his hackles rise, but he would try to remain collected if it meant his belly would be full of something delicious.

The huge grey tom slunk under a plastic table to gain his bearings, most of the stands looked like fruits and vegetables, but the smell had to be coming from somewhere. It was familiar, something the twolegs back home would cook outside and he could smell all the way into the field. Something in a twoleg's hand caught his eye, and Asphalt followed it with his whole head cranking right around- a chicken leg, that was it. He ran his tongue over his muzzle and scrambled to get back on his search, a juicy piece of chicken would be a great prize.

A young she cat slinked through the crowded market, her ears perked and tail raised. She could smell all the different foods and looked at the twolegs eating, her expression forlorn. She swiped her tongue over her maw, her gaze zeroing in on a piece of ham that was left in the corner of the road. She dashed towards it, only to ram into the gray Tom. "Oomph!" She cried out.