- Sep 20, 2022
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( PRETEND THAT YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL )
To take the final step to leave the familiar confines of the twolegplace had been the most difficult one, but because of the spilled blood of an innocent and the encroachment of a roving gang of violent strays he knew that his future would belong elsewhere. Talon had never ventured beyond the fences or the thunderpaths, but yet here he was taking his first bold steps into the wild world beyond. The scents and sounds were different, unnerving in his view. The ground gave too much of a bounce in comparison to the hard tarmac and concrete he had grown up on. With tense bravery he soldiered on.
The stray didn't know how long he had been wandering or how far, but the twolegplace seemed like a distant memory at this point. He was aware of a stronger scent coming from some of the trees and bushes that he passed, that of cats, but he made the choice to pay it no heed. He needed to press onwards and he needed to find food and water. If it meant pressing into someone else's territory for a bit then so be it, he'd run the risk.
The hunt was brief but rewarded him with a songbird. Settling himself down he then began to pull the feathers loose to make his meal more appetising to eat. He wasn't the biggest fan of feathers, they were all the wrong textures. At least he would soon have something to fill his belly before his journey continued.
( BUT STILL, YOU'LL NEVER GET IT RIGHT )The stray didn't know how long he had been wandering or how far, but the twolegplace seemed like a distant memory at this point. He was aware of a stronger scent coming from some of the trees and bushes that he passed, that of cats, but he made the choice to pay it no heed. He needed to press onwards and he needed to find food and water. If it meant pressing into someone else's territory for a bit then so be it, he'd run the risk.
The hunt was brief but rewarded him with a songbird. Settling himself down he then began to pull the feathers loose to make his meal more appetising to eat. He wasn't the biggest fan of feathers, they were all the wrong textures. At least he would soon have something to fill his belly before his journey continued.