"What a lousy no good-" the former kittypet, named "Fisticuffs" cursed. He shook his fur, revealing a tattered orange color, glimmering in the sun. The tom scratched his ear with his hind leg. His ribs showed slightly, and his coat was duller than normal.
He spotted a small animal skittering across the floor and let his instincts take over.
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