Torch's Adventures (open)

[slappedpancake]

Join Torch, as he ventures around the twolegplace. Before he does venture around, he needs to meet some cats. That's why this is here. Torch's twoleg nest is a deep blue color, with only one floor. 4 rooms, one his own, one a closet, one, his twoleg's, and the last, the kitchen and the dining room. His one twoleg is almost always in his room, so he usually doesn't care if Torch brings any other cats into his house. Torch's house also has a garden, but usually it's uncut, so the grasses are very high. Torch is a small cat, so this is usually a problem. His cat door is broken, so he can go out whenever he wants.
Torch also has a door to his room. So he can get in.

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[slappedpancake]

Torch padded into the kitchen, which was messy as usual. He spotted the back door, with the tall grass just outside of it, and decided to get lost in it.

[Dewhaze & co.]

The quiet hum of murmurs seemed to follow the two felines as they strode around the twoleg place, noses held high and ears flickered in alert. They tread lightly, paws padding softly along the ground. A silent gesture of glimmering orbs was all that had been needed for the tabby and tortoiseshell to hop upon one of the twoleg fences. They'd seen many like it; the two merely needed a place to rest. However, they certainly had not been expecting an encounter with another cat.
"Hello?" Whispered the slimmer feline, whiskers twitching in slight alarm.

[slappedpancake]

Torch's ears flicked in alarm, in the sudden sound of a meow. Torch crept closer to the small door and looked around on the outside. However, he did not happen to look on top of the fence. Torch began by putting his front half of his body outside.

[Dewhaze & co.]

Skittishly, the tabby tom's back seemed to arch in paranoia, chest heaving slightly in alarm. His companion merely rolled his chestnut orbs, flicking his tail to and fro in apparent annoyance. Neither of them had expected another feline to have taken residence.
"Who are you?" Growled the tortoiseshell, his voice raspy and volatile in accusation. The tabby nudged him, apparently attempting to calm the short-tempered mouser.

[slappedpancake]

Torch looked up, a panicked expression on his face. He first only mumbled something unintelligible, before simply saying, "Torch." He flicked his tail, still panicking. He was not used to seeing any other cats around his house.

[Dewhaze & co.]

A mere grumble managed to emit the tortoiseshell's lips as he turned his head to gaze out among another direction. The shyer feline seemed to attempt a quick smile, tail flickering quickly once or twice. With a slight twitching his whisker, the gray feline let out a simple sigh at his companion's incompetence.
"I'm Shea," He whispered, a polite smile glimmering among his auburn orbs, before flicking his tail in the direction of his mate, "and this is Bolt. Sorry for bothering you; we didn't think we'd run into anybody around here."

[slappedpancake]

"No, it's fine," Torch begins. "I don't do much anyways." Torch then proceeds to come out of the door fully, and sit down on the small step. "I don't care what you do, as long as it's not harmful."

[aleka!]

Orchid curiously scrambled onto the fence. She easily balanced on it, her claw tips slightly unsheathed. The dark gray furred female's tail flicked. Green collar rubbing gently against her neck, the bell making a quiet ringing sound she jumped down. She landed softly on the grass, and looked at the arching blades of green.
"This garden is.. uncut.." She mumbled, her ears twitching. Soon, her attention turned to the other three cats.

[slappedpancake]

Torch turns away from the two cats, and darts into the grass. He coughs once, before pausing. Another smell hits his nose. 'So many things happening in one day...' Torch thinks, sort of annoyed.

[aleka!]

Orchid tipped her head to the side. "Hi! Who are you?" She asked, her tail whisking out behind her. She narrowed her cerulean optics, gaze full of sudden interest.

[slappedpancake]

Torch groans. "Torch," he says, looking up at the direction where the sound came from.

[aleka!]

A gray head appeared through the grass. "Well hi, I'm Orchid." She said, trotting through the grass.

[slappedpancake]

"Hi, Orchid." Torch says. He tries to sound as polite as possible. "Where ya from?"

[Dewhaze & co.]

The two toms hopped down off of the fence, their attention turned towards the she-cat.