Pumpkin bounded into the eerie looking Twoleg den. It was frightening how tall and scary-looking it was. She started to shiver, but shook herself, afraid she would give the other cats a bad impression of who she was. She didn't want them thinking she was just a scardy little Twoleg pet. Pumpkin starightened up and began her journey through the house. She looked around at all the pelts thrown across soft rocks. Twolegs were always wasting pelts, killing animals for sport. Twolegs disgusted her. Then she thought of her own Twolegs. Her Twolegs would never waste pelts like this.