{$title} Blade has scented whatever food your twoleg owner left out in the kitchen before falling asleep. Feel free to be the cat whose home he's breaking into!
BLADE
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The moon hung like a claw in the sky as the bicolor tom stomped through the streets, his ears swivelling in all directions as he frequently tasted the air for something worth following. Blade's stomach growled, causing him to snarl back in response as his tail flicked irritably.
Turning a street corner, the young tom halted as the scent of meat hit his nose, sending a ripple of excitement through his pelt. Picking up the pace, Blade swiftly crossed the street before him, tongue swiping over his jaws as he leapt onto the porch that seemed to smell of food. The tom hastily glanced around, claws sliding out of his paws in case there was someone guarding whatever that mouth-watering smell was.
Blade quickly glanced around a potted plant, on top of a chair, underneath the chair. But to his horror, there was nothing. Whoever had hidden this food knew what they were doing. Scoffing, Blade sat back on his haunches, looking over the porch one last time, eyes suddenly locking onto the doormat.
Found you.
Letting out a gravelly snicker, Blade crept towards the door, extending a paw with the intention of lifting the mat to reveal what was underneath. Though before his claws could reach it, the scent hit his nose once again, this time stronger than before. Lifting his head as his arm remained extended ahead of him, he narrowed his eyes at the sight before him. The door of the twoleg den had a smaller door, cut right out of the middle of it. His head fell to the side of his shoulder, investigating the look of the smaller door as he began to pace in front of it. Growing impatient at the few moments of thinking, Blade shook his head before jerking his body around and padding hastily towards the edge of the porch.
Letting out a short snarl, Blade lowered his body into a crouch as he faced the door, stepping a few times on each paw. Without another moment's hesitation, the young tom shot forward, paws hitting the floor just once before barreling headfirst into the pet door, sending him tumbling at full speed into the twoleg home. What he had hoped to tear down with the sheer force of his body had been unlocked.
Summersaulting onto tile floors, Blade swiftly hit the wall of the entryway with a loud thump, hind paws dangling over his head as his back rested against the wall. He blinked, staring up at the dark ceiling for a few moments in surprise. Grunting, Blade flopped over and scrambled to his paws, claws unsheathing quickly as he readied himself from whatever guard could be lingering about in the shadows.
Turning a street corner, the young tom halted as the scent of meat hit his nose, sending a ripple of excitement through his pelt. Picking up the pace, Blade swiftly crossed the street before him, tongue swiping over his jaws as he leapt onto the porch that seemed to smell of food. The tom hastily glanced around, claws sliding out of his paws in case there was someone guarding whatever that mouth-watering smell was.
Blade quickly glanced around a potted plant, on top of a chair, underneath the chair. But to his horror, there was nothing. Whoever had hidden this food knew what they were doing. Scoffing, Blade sat back on his haunches, looking over the porch one last time, eyes suddenly locking onto the doormat.
Found you.
Letting out a gravelly snicker, Blade crept towards the door, extending a paw with the intention of lifting the mat to reveal what was underneath. Though before his claws could reach it, the scent hit his nose once again, this time stronger than before. Lifting his head as his arm remained extended ahead of him, he narrowed his eyes at the sight before him. The door of the twoleg den had a smaller door, cut right out of the middle of it. His head fell to the side of his shoulder, investigating the look of the smaller door as he began to pace in front of it. Growing impatient at the few moments of thinking, Blade shook his head before jerking his body around and padding hastily towards the edge of the porch.
Letting out a short snarl, Blade lowered his body into a crouch as he faced the door, stepping a few times on each paw. Without another moment's hesitation, the young tom shot forward, paws hitting the floor just once before barreling headfirst into the pet door, sending him tumbling at full speed into the twoleg home. What he had hoped to tear down with the sheer force of his body had been unlocked.
Summersaulting onto tile floors, Blade swiftly hit the wall of the entryway with a loud thump, hind paws dangling over his head as his back rested against the wall. He blinked, staring up at the dark ceiling for a few moments in surprise. Grunting, Blade flopped over and scrambled to his paws, claws unsheathing quickly as he readied himself from whatever guard could be lingering about in the shadows.
can't go to hell
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but I can drop you off!
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⟡ OOC -Feel free to be the cat whose home he's breaking into <3
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BLADE He/Him | Loner
⟡"speech" - text - thoughts
⟡Defined muscles ripple throughout Blade's pelt despite his age, though he isn't any larger than the average apprentice. He voice is rough and loud, often speaking in shouts--never at a normal volume.
