DarkFyre
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Its better to go out in a blase of fire then a poof of smoke...
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Post by DarkFyre on Oct 10, 2005 9:17:16 GMT -5
A dim light from the window of a twoleg den lit up the allyway quite nicley, Sylver had never really been fond of the dark. He made very little, if any at all, sound as he wonderd allong the ground, sniffing the air every now and then for the scent of other cats that might be here. A big grey cat had chased him off earlyer and he had been frietened to come back for a wile, he was still pretty paranoied that another cat was about. His 'hoe' was here though, the broken bit of wall were he could fit quite easily and curl up shelterd from the weather. He watched a small mouse run out from a crack in a wall but he wasnt interested in eating it, an elderly twoleg had put out food for him today, he would probably go back there if he could find his way. He chased after it playfully but didnt put enough effert into it to catch it, so it disapeard under some twoleg trash and out of sight. Sylver licked the back of his paw then sniffed at the air agen, so many scents but none seemed to be to close by.
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