Re: Desolated Tracks
Tigerlilly weaved through spikes jutting up through the ground, her ears pricked, ready for action at the slightest sound. She had come upon this place merely by chance, for the Twolegplace that she had wandered for so long had lost it's touch. Besides, prey was getting pretty hard to come by. She had even resorted to digging through hard, shiny containers, searching for a snack that a Twoleg had thrown away. Tigerlilly considered herself to be rather resorceful, but scrounging for scraps left by Twolegs was, in her opinion, only a last resort.
She had often wondered what layed beyond all the noisy alleys with their smelly monsters. It had been and interesting time so far. Almost immediately, Tigerlilly had been chased by some giant brown animals that flew across the ground with their massive thundering feet, escaping by only scrambling under a fence. She had then stumbled upon a raccoon washing his food in a creek. The raccoon, not feeling friendly in the least, had flew at her, squaling angrily. It was only after she hissed and gave him some clawing that he had relaxed, ambling away with his snack.
When Tigerlilly reached this strange building, it had been quite late in the evening. She smelled a couple prey scents, presumably rats, but was too tired to try and catch one. She crawled under some pieces of wood that looked dry enough and fell asleep almost immediately.
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