- Jun 10, 2024
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𓆝 . ° ✦Mica lay in the too small bed provided to him, bony ribcage poking through. Why did they stop paying attention to him? They hadn't seemed to pay him much mind at all for a few moons now, sometimes remembering they were supposed to feed him. Thankfully, yesterday had been one of those days. Maybe one of the kits would play with him! Maybe they'd care today! He huffed out a breath before stretching his long legs. He'd been curled there for far too long. His energy was dwindling, but his spirit wasn't! The thin tom pulled himself from the confines of the fuzzy thing, seeing an opportunity in the window left cracked. For some reason, these people didn't have that weird mesh on them, which was nice for them. Giving up nearly immediately on the idea to find one of the kits, he jumped up to the open window.
He squeezed through the gap, landing with a soft thump on the wooden porch. Sitting on the edge of the steps, he let his mind wander. Maybe... there was more for him out there? He'd seen plenty of cats leaving and coming back through the day. Maybe he could be one too. That would be so fun! Exploring seemed like it would be so interesting! And having someone to talk to? That'd be even better! Mica shook his head. His people loved him... he thought. He didn't need anyone else. He was happy here! Definitely.
The see-through door opening with such a force that it smacked the wall made him nearly jump out of his skin. Loud, so loud! Whipping their head around, he was met with the elder female. He couldn't understand the words coming out of her mouth. His person reared her foot back and just looked so angry, he couldn't help the yelp that came from him. Even before her foot connected with him. He shrieked, skidding across the grass at the bottom of the steps. Something snapped in them, they couldn't stay here. Like his life flashing before his eyes, their person coming down the steps after him. He scrambled to his paws as fast as he could. He'd been pushed, stepped on, ignored, shouted at, but never kicked. He needed to get out of there.
The mostly white tom sprinted to the fence, jumping up as high as he could. His claws gripped the edge of the wood and splintered along with it as they heaved themself over. He landed in an awkward crash, still reeling from being kicked. He stared out at the woods, fear suddenly gripping him. What now? Another shout from his person sent him running again. He didn't even know where he was going but he went. Straight into the strange woods. Unfamiliar scents flooded him as he ran. Unknowingly toward a patrol of cats.
He squeezed through the gap, landing with a soft thump on the wooden porch. Sitting on the edge of the steps, he let his mind wander. Maybe... there was more for him out there? He'd seen plenty of cats leaving and coming back through the day. Maybe he could be one too. That would be so fun! Exploring seemed like it would be so interesting! And having someone to talk to? That'd be even better! Mica shook his head. His people loved him... he thought. He didn't need anyone else. He was happy here! Definitely.
The see-through door opening with such a force that it smacked the wall made him nearly jump out of his skin. Loud, so loud! Whipping their head around, he was met with the elder female. He couldn't understand the words coming out of her mouth. His person reared her foot back and just looked so angry, he couldn't help the yelp that came from him. Even before her foot connected with him. He shrieked, skidding across the grass at the bottom of the steps. Something snapped in them, they couldn't stay here. Like his life flashing before his eyes, their person coming down the steps after him. He scrambled to his paws as fast as he could. He'd been pushed, stepped on, ignored, shouted at, but never kicked. He needed to get out of there.
The mostly white tom sprinted to the fence, jumping up as high as he could. His claws gripped the edge of the wood and splintered along with it as they heaved themself over. He landed in an awkward crash, still reeling from being kicked. He stared out at the woods, fear suddenly gripping him. What now? Another shout from his person sent him running again. He didn't even know where he was going but he went. Straight into the strange woods. Unfamiliar scents flooded him as he ran. Unknowingly toward a patrol of cats.
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- ooc: TW neglect and abuse </3 Anyone can be a part of the patrol!
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MICA — HE/THEY ・ 7 MOONS ・ KITTY-PET ・ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL