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Autumn
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The young ginger cat picked his way through the old mesh human things and rubble, stopping every so often to untangle a paw. Dumb humans and their dumb junk. What was this even for? Did it serve just to trip cats like himself up? Stupid, stupid. Maybe this place would at least provide some shelter to Autumn, unlike his previous "great idea" to shelter in an alley. Yeah, that had been just great until he was run out by a pack of cats! Geez.

He found a box — maybe the dumb creatures called it a crate? And he poked around it, looking for a way in. The sun was setting and the wood looked... well, not ideal. But it was one heck of a lot better than that alley. Aha! There was the lid. With a nimble paw, he proved it open and wriggled in. Ahhh. Nice. Well, cold. But nice.