Post by rainbow-FiSHY on Oct 1, 2008 15:22:44 GMT -5
Why should she live this life? Silverripple always wondered why so many unfortunate things happened to her. She needed a day to relax, so she went off to the twoleg place, looking for comfort and trying to fight off the jealousy of kittypets, whom always will have a home to stay.
Silverripple padded across the warm, black tops where the monsters rode. As she crossed, she found a twoleg nest where there where lush green grass and flowers and a few trees and a open window where she can flex her claws and sharpen them as well....
This outta be fun... She sneered at the house. Perhaps a cat lived there. She can smell a faint scent of a kittypet or loner, perhaps a rogue of some sort. Well, whoever lives there is going to have alot of trouble tonight....
With her pelt gleaming against the sun, she jumped high upon the fence, and into the garden. A bit here...a bit there.... The she-cat soon made claw marks on every oak and cherry tree, pulled up or damaged a few of every batch of marigold and lillies, tangled up each and every grape vine....etc, etc, etc.
Silverripple still found the window to be open, so she climbed inside and decided it was time for alittle break. She went up to the tiny twoleg pool (the dirt was silver and hard as rock) and drank there. She explored around and found the wool-like floor in one room very comfortable and a good thing to scratch on, so she unsheathed her claws and ripped it out. With her claws still not sheathed, the silver cat pounced on a cushiony rock with the color of moss, and climbed up what seems like a mountain, except with even steps up to the top floor. She found another cat nest - much more comfortable than hers - and rested there.
She heard the twolegs screaming and hollaring, but she didn't care. She completely ignored it and slept a pleasent dream.
