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Post by forestpaw on Dec 15, 2016 13:57:08 GMT -5
The sunrise was beginning to pour in from in between the tall buildings that made up emerald city. A fluffy brown Somali cat was watching the sunrise with content, his light green eyes with tan flecks in them almost a glow against his dark fur. He only wore a bright red bandana around his neck, no collar what so ever. The Tom sat on a window sill, six stories above the bustle of people and loud veichles. The tom diffrent seem scared, nor worried in the slightest bit. He was sprawled out, crushing the once beautiful purple lilies that were nearly planted there on the window sill. The Tom flicked his long, squirrel like tail a bit before getting up and scouting his way out to a small ledge near his resting place. He pressed himself against the cold brick wall of the building as he walked surprisingly quickly to the next window. He then continued this until he reached a long fire escape, which he then used as a way to get back down to a dark ally way.
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