A grey tom, who had scars all over his body, came up sniffing. His stub tail did not quiver. He put his head up, and smiled back.
"Josephine." He said.
"Tom?" She said in reply. He nodded and the black cat crept out of the shadows.
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"Josephine! Wait!" The tom called. She turned fast and stood looking at him.
"Tom?" She asked. He nodded, and she ran back to him. He jumped up, and they wrestled playfully.
"Where have you been?" She said, getting up. -
"Leave her alone, you carp eaten, rat face!" Tom called, as he ran into the clearing. He stopped, and flung him self at the attacking cat. He snarled at Rusty.
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"Everywhere!" He said, licking her.
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"Yep." He said, and tried to push her over playfully.
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"Bloody coward!" Tom roared as Rusty fled.
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Tom purred and smiled at Josephine. Then, seeing Onyxstar, was obvious leader, he limped up.
"May I please join your crew?" He asked. -
Rusty snarled and jumped at her.
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"Come back here and right me!" Tom called to Rusty.
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Tom saw the light in the tom's eye, so he backed away with a small smile. If only Josephine would be his mate, but he understood.
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He smiled and replied quietly, "Tom. I'm a ship cat, catch rats."
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He waited patiently a few meters away.
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"Green faced fish breath!" Mocked Tom.
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"That would be great, Queen." Tom meowed.
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He rolled his eyes, but knew better than to fight with she's. They had soft feelings, and even harder claws.
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He nodded, apologetically and said, "My apologies, leader." He knew how some she cats could be sharp, and their claws sharper. Plus, knowing a good deal of scents, he knew this cat was preggars!
"I will do more than what I am capable of, to contribute to your crew." He added. -
Tom guessed that Xithyl was the Siamese with scars.
"Excuse me, kind sir, but, would you be Xithyl?" He asked. He saw Josephine talking to another tom, and held in his desire to jump over there and challenge him. -
He smiled.
"I am Tom." He said. -
He nodded.
"Yes, captain." He answered. -
Tom knew he had found her, and began to run towards her scent.
"Josephine!" He called out, as he came into the alley. His fur was soaked but he did not care.
