A multicolored she-cat claws at the door between her and her front yard. Her two-leg comes over and murmurs a few words to her, then opens the door. Scribbles trots out. She takes a deep breath of fresh air, then hops down onto the lawn.

Scribbles' house is 2 doors down from Lacey's.
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A she-cat across the two-leg road noticed you and smiled.

Her ears pricked, as she saw you also. She smiles back over her fence around the lawn.

(Gah! I wish i could join, but Brady is too small for outside in the cold yet, and Lacey (I'm saying) is two gardens down, and doesn't like to leave it ever since her mate Huck was killed. Wait! Idea! I want her to smell you (Cause your upwind or whatever but i don't know if it should be in mine or yours... Wait, mine. Do you think you could post there? And I'll BRB... Foooddd...)

She mouthed hello to you, although there wasn't even a fence around the lawn

She smiled, and dipped her head politely as if to say hello back. (@ Seed/Marsh, sure. so I'll post in Laceys. Kk. Scribbles doesn't like going out of her nest, but she will in some conditions.)

Scribbles ears pricked. She chased after a small mouse, down the path. Not noticing she had wandered off, she kept chasing the mouse until she arrived at Lacey's house when the mouse had gotten away.

She walked up to her two-leg.Her two-legs didn't give her the warm welcoming like usual. They just called her inside. As Scribbles followed, she was thinking something was wrong. The smaller one of the two-legs was crying, and the bigger ones were hugging the smaller one. Scribbles just stood there curiously, watching. She couldn't do anything about it. (One of her two-legs died.)

Scribbles did her routine of clawing at the screen door. The shorter two-leg came over and opened it. Scribbles trotted out, and sat down on the grass warming herself in the sun.

The same she-cat Scribbles had seen a while before smiled at her akwardly.

Scribbles looks to the cat, then trots over to her cautiously, hesitating a bit. She meows, "Whats your name? I'm Scribbles."

She nodded "Skyler. Nice to meet you!" She smiled brightly

Scribbles smiles back. "Nice to meet you too."

She nodded and looked around "I like the flowers around here."

She also looked around, and nodded. "Do you have a two-leg?" She asks curiously.

She nodded "Yes, two. They're very old, though. They probably won't care that I'm out here." she shrugged, "Do you?"

"Yeah. I have 3. I used to have 4, but one of them... died." She sighs.

She sighed "Oh that's quite unfortunate...I'm sorry to hear that." Skyler flickered her grey eyed gaze to the ground.

She nodded. "Well... anyways..." Her ear flicked.

She shrugged "Do you believe in that nonsense about the cats in the woods?" she blurted, then clamped her jaw tightly and looked down.

She smiled a bit. "Not...not really. Well, it could be real....we never would know." Scribbles pauses, then says, "But I do know one thing:I won't ever need to find out. I'm happy where I am now." She smiles.

Skyler nodded "The cats by me enjoy telling their spooky little stories about their meeting one of those cats..." she looked off into the forest "I don't care, but I just wish they would stop lying, because if they were real, those mouse-brains would all be dead by now if they met one."

She nods. "Yeah, I guess so."

Skyler smiled "You have a really large twoleg nest."

She grins. "Yep. But it gets lonely... Sometimes I'm completely left, alone. But my twolegs always come back for me." She purrs a bit.