Peacefully winds and warn evenings...
Michel enjoyed this time more then any other of the day, birds singing and a
soft breeze whirling around the colorful leaves, both one the ground and above him. He knew he
wouldn't be able to stay here for long, the old twoleg who had feed him since the last winter had began
showing worrying sighs of sickness couching and sometimes even temporary collapsing on to the
ground, without Michel being able to do more the watch and supportively mew to them, but even his soft
voice wouldn't keep them here forever. Michel knew it would be better to leave sooner later then later to
find a new home before the cold snow would slow him down, but he couldn't leave the twoleg who had
been so kind to him when he needed it most - no, he would stay for as long as he was wanted.
[Open to anyone, I can clone Michel if you want]