The small feline was tasked with taking on the rats that had plagued their new home. It was interesting to her that Scamp hadn't taken her size in consideration to the task delegated to her as a fight with a bunch of rats may be suited for a cat of a bigger stature that the Singapura's. As such, Stitches called out to her clan and rogues alike, "There are rats that need a catching and a killing!" her tones were thriving with enthusiasm. "It'll be a fun game of who can kill the most!" she said in a tempting voice hoping that volunteers would be coasted into the mini competition.
When cats arrived, Stitches set off to catch herself some rats. She wasn't really keen on the competition herself, not being competitive and rather finding other ways to entertain her wild attention however, she was going to do her best to catch as many as possible. After all, Stitches would want a big selection to choose from when picking which two rats were to be her new puppets. Using her short legs, Stitches ran ahead and located an alley that was perfect for rats to scavenge. With her ears perked she listened out for the rummaging of the big rodents, there had to be at least five from the sounds of it. She wasn't much of the hunter but maybe she could pick one up if she just launched herself in their direction.
Landing on one, Stitches sunk her small pointed fangs into the rat's neck dealing a killing blow. The others squeaked and hurried away into the light of the open city and Stitches with her prey dangling from her jaws stalked after them into the light. Her sudden attack had shocked the rats into fleeing... She could only count herself so lucky. Surely, the next one she went after was probably going to result in a fight.