[Gusty]

M O H O ' S
H O M E

@Aleka , @Phoenix Flames

In the middle of a modest suburban street, there was a fine house surrounded by a white picket fence on three sides. And that was the home of Moho, a gray-and-white pelted tom.

He'd lived here since kithood. From when he was a bright-eyed youngster to now, he'd always stayed around this little expanse of property, and his street block. No farther, because there was no need to: plenty of things happened around his house and the ones around it.

When the young tomcat slid out under the catflap, a humid burst of air met him. It was definitely a contrast to the indoor air-conditioning, but Moho didn't mind. Today, he planned to sit on his front lawn and watch the cars pass by, one by one in their lineup. Or perhaps he'd find a new feline friend, or hiss at a human walking their dog.

Every day brought something new, after all, and the morning had just begun.