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Twilight Moon
He had been lying in the long grass, the sun watching as he suffered from the heat. His old age made him more sensitive to these things. He had been waiting. Watching his surroundings, eyes narrowed, trying to see through the bright light of the sun.
And then a noise. A weird, high-pitched whine made the rouge turn his head towards another cat. He le out a low growl, scarred tail starting to flick back and forth in agitation. This was his home, though it did seem he was defenceless. He watched the molly's eyes stare at all his scars that covered his face, that covered his body.
Maybe she would do. With a grunt, he indicated at the shade by the trees not far away.
"Help me over there, will you?"