Kittypet "Kit Scouts"

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    "Apple!" Cream yelled as she leaped up to try and scratch the owl. Just then a cat leaped from a tree and clawed the owl out of the air. "Woah" Cream said as the cat landed in the clearing, it then darted into the bushes, its amber eyes still watching the two cats.

    Apple picked up the mice and padded alongside Cream. "I smell a raven. Wanna go catch it?" the tom asked.

    Apple buried the mice and crept out to the forest. "Caw! Caw!" the raven called. Apple rocked on his hind legs, ready to leap. He leaped up and bit the bird by the chest before it could even make a sound. The red and cream tom scrambled back to his buried prey and scooped them up, too. He scurried back to the house.

    ooc: does your screenname 'Vegajosh' mean you live in Vegas and your name is Josh?


    ic: Apple skidded to a stop. The large raven in his mouth took up more space than anything he had ever caught. His jaws felt unconformable because of all the space the raven and two mice took up.

    (Yea, I used to live in Vegas. My name isn't Josh. Just kidding!)
    "Do you want me to carry some prey for you?" Cream said.

    Cream dropped her prey on the large table in the room. The kit scout leader walked in. "Good job, you two." he said. He gave each of them a rock with a mouse carved into it. "Here are you're badges.". Cream smiled and went to her room, which was a cupboard. She laid her award down and lowered her head to sleep.

    Apple nodded. He picked up the rock and bounded back to his home including twolegs. They were warm and kind to him.

    (I'm going to be offline soon. I'll come back tomorrow)
    Cream dreamed of being that cat that she and Apple saw that evening. She would dart around the forest, being one of the forest cats.

    (Back on)
    Cream woke up at the crack of dawn. She yawned, looked into a little mirror that her Twolegs once gave her, groomed her fur a little, and stepped out of the cupboard. She decided to hunt for a while.