A slim, scarred, grey colorpoint cat with one flopped ear, a stub tail, and green eyes sat on a fence. He used a paw to adjust the black collar around his neck. He wasn't owned by twolegs anymore, but he still hung around the area. HE usually tried to help lost cats, even if they didn't stick around long. He was at least grateful to have learned how to hunt prey by now. He watched the forest with curious and intent eyes.
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