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Originally Posted by Little Bird
A blueish grat tom with blue eyes, padded through a field. He didn't know where it was actually. Strange, to be somewhere and not know where you are. Diesel gave a soft growl. He had not seen many cats before except his mother and sister. He had left them of course, to become a loner. He liked it living alone, but something was missing from his life, and he couldn't tell what that something was.
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Aura saw a flash of blue-gray fur, ducking behind a bush and peering out. She cursed her pelt and eyes, sticking out among the greens and browns. She saw a tom, stiffening. She waited to see if he seemed hostile before introducing herself. She'd had hostile cats wander into her territory, and her then lack of skittishness got her scars. She remembered one in particular, a silvery molly with amber eyes filled with hate. Shuddering, she forced herself to stay quiet and still.