Fettuccine trotted back into the Twolegplace, his head held high and his pelt smelling of pine. It had been an excellent day with the Clan, but he was certainly looking forward to kneading his favorite fluffy bed into the appropriate shape and curling up - perhaps after a treat or two! He leaned his chin down to adjust his ribbon, making sure it wasn't too out of place, and then lept onto the fence leading to his Twoleg's home.
Now that he'd been with the wild cats for a little while, he found his senses to be a bit more acute - and he noticed a different scent on the breeze up here, an unfamiliar cat! He peered over to the neighboring yard and waved his tail in greeting.
"Good evening, neighbor! Isn't it such a lovely night?"
Now that he'd been with the wild cats for a little while, he found his senses to be a bit more acute - and he noticed a different scent on the breeze up here, an unfamiliar cat! He peered over to the neighboring yard and waved his tail in greeting.
"Good evening, neighbor! Isn't it such a lovely night?"
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