His optics flashed open. Bowser had stayed outside in the forest the entire night, he had clawed his way up his owners fence and had escaped out into the forest for a adventure. The young kit had never intended to stay there for long but he got lost in the mass of green foliage and didnt know which way to turn to get back home. Luckily he found a deep hole in an oak tree, to sleep in the night before. The kittypet kit got to his paws, unleashed his unusually long curved digitoriums and hauled himself down the bark of the oak tree down onto the soft terra below. The curious felidae wandered through the forest, strange scents wafting up his nostrils.
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