Out of the House (Golden)

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Caesar watched out the window from his ledge bored out of his mind. His pets were just sitting there watching the box that made noises. He honestly didn't know why they always stared at it, it made no sense to him. Then again he didn't really understand anything they did. While looking outside he noticed a small bird out on his grass. That stupid bird, does he want to be my dinner? The handsome tom meowed his command to his pets, signaling he wanted to go out. However, they seemed to take no notice of him which only added to his anger. He looked back out to the pestering bird. His fur bristled at the sight. 

Out of pure frustration he moved over to where his humans were sitting. He crawled into long haired one's lap, meowing his command to go outside, placing his paws on it's face. Once he had the attention of his pets he moved back to his window waiting for them to open it. He wanted to teach that bird a lesson, and maybe get a good dinner too.

Once his pet followed his command he bounded out toward the bird, determined to get him out of his grass. Before he even got within a tails-length of the birds had flown away. He let out a hiss in frustration. Caesar didn't want to take the chance of the bird coming back, so he laid down in his grass. Feeling the warmth of the sun against his creamy pelt. His tail flicking in frustration of the bird.

Tags: @goldenbird

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Now was the time. A small she-cat flashed her blue eyes over to a larger, furry lump that lay sprawled out near the base of the twoleg sitting place, it’s side rising and falling slowly. Her brother was drifting to sleep, the strange new she-cat was in another room, and her twoleg was gone somewhere and might not be back for some time. On a dull time like this, the she-cat knew she would be able to slip away without being noticed. Or, more importantly, without her brother noticing and following her, dragging back to the dullness of the nest inside and lecturing her again on why she didn’t need to go out.

Henna glanced over her shoulder cautiously as she crept toward the swinging flap that hung by the base of the door, always unlocked and leading to the outside. Her brother never stirred in his sleep, and so she grew more confident that he wasn’t going to wake up suddenly and catch her. In a flash, she darted her way through the door and slid through the feathery grass that blanketed the entire backyard of her nest. Unlike most nests, hers did not have a fence to it and was only bordered by a few bushes and a small makeshift garden whose plants were only newly planted and sprouting. There was also a small tree several cats-lengths down past it, but it was hardly a shrub with branches that were often flimsy and wavering.

The she-cat glanced around with brightened blue eyes and a twitching ginger nub tail as she decided where she would go. Sitting the yard was nice, but she really wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and go further than her brother would have allowed her before! Her ears perked as she looked to the right of her nest, having decided on direction, and then off she went in a brisk trot without looking back. The new surroundings felt good underpaw and the outdoor air was fresh and open and always changing with scents. Of course, she was hardly scenting for anything as she waltzed through the many different yards, skirted fences, and crawled between the gaps in the boards and fencing when available. Why would she need to, after all? She wanted to see everything, and so that was what she was going to do.

It was during this same pattern that she reached a bush and without a thought, ducked and crawled through it. The branches combed through her pelt and she twitched an ear as a leaf brushed past her face. When she poked her head out and began to set paw and pad through the grass once more, she practically stepped right onto a large and strange furry lump sprawled out in front of her. Whoops!

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Caesar heard the leaves russel behind him, but he felt no rush to check it out. The bird still had his full attention, he didn't dare look away from it. He didn't want anything on his grass, especially not a stupid bird that could be his dinner. He licked his whiskers just thinking about the bird. He would make sure to get next time. if it dared to return on his grass. He was so focused on making sure the bird didn't back he almost missed the she-cat enter his grass. Almost. He felt his fur bristle at he sight of another cat. Especially one on his grass, how dare they. He stood up slowly, hoping his size would be enough to intimidate the trespasser. Looking to the cat he noticed it was a pretty white she-cat, but he wouldn't let that fool him, no. She was on his grass without his permission. "Who do you think you are?" His tone sharp and harsh, "This is my grass." 

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Henna looked a bit startled as the ‘lump’ she had almost stepped on now swung its head over to her, revealing another, much larger tom who sharply facing her. She recovered from the exchange and realization fairly quickly though, as it had only surprised her and didn’t quite register in her mind that he could be hostile and not just grumpy as she assumed. “Your grass? You can own grass?” She repeated with a small blink. A cat owning the grass? What a silly concept! Why would anycat want to do that? She also had never met another cat before ever since she was a kit in the strange noisy place… well, aside from her brother and that strange new she-cat who had just moved into the nest. So, they weren’t the only cats around after all?

“My name is Henna,” the small, bob-tailed she-cat replied brightly. “So… if this is your grass, do you have a nest too? And twolegs of your own?” Her eyes examined the tom curiously. Well, it might have been strange to ask so upfront, but since she had never been outside much she had never contemplated that maybe there were other cats living with the twolegs as well, and right near by. Her world had only consisted of the confines of her own nest until now. “I never realized there were so many other nests until now. And so many twolegs too… are there many other cats here as well?” She straightened up and peered as if trying to see beyond his yard. Maybe she would see more of them if she walked further along as she had been doing. Wow, the things she hadn’t known when she had stayed inside…

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Own grass? He squinted to the small she-cat. He wondered if she was mocking him. Ever since he came to his nest, the grass had been his. Even his past companion said so, it was his job to make sure it stayed his. He felt his fur prickle some more at the thought of her mocking him. Who did she think she was?

He watched her more carefully now, even as she said her name. Henna? What a weird name, her pets must be weird too. Her bluntness caught him off guard though. It was though she didn't understand the situation. She had just trespassed onto his grass, and now wants to just talk. "Tch. The names Caesar. And of course this is my grass, and right over there is my nest," he jerked his head to the side, indicating to the large tan house as his nest. He didn't want to take his eyes off her though. He didn't know if she would try something. His eyes widened at her words. She was talking like a kit. He felt himself calm down a little. If she talks like a kit, and seems to act like one, how much of a threat could she really be? "Of course there are some other around here," he watched as she stretch to see more. She had his attention now. He had never met another cat like her. He wondered if that was a good thing. "but more importantly why are you here?"

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Henna thought for a moment, the concept of owning grass still confusing her. What was he going to do with the grass, even? Sit on it all day like he was doing? Hmm, maybe other cats did this too. She guessed that she didn't know that much about the cats who lived outside, if owning grass was a thing she should know about. Oh well. She glanced over at what he deemed to be his nest. It looked built a lot like hers from the outside, but most did to her. Up close and inside they were probably all different, and it was clear that the yards were not the same at all nor the scents and strange objects found outside of them. She looked back at him and blinked when he stated that there were other cats here, "Really? Oh, well I've never seen any before," Henna commented, though that meant nothing. She had hardly ever been in her yard before, let alone out past it like this. "Me? Oh, I'm outside of my nest! I've never been this far away before. The door is always open, but he never lets me go, so I'm not even usually allowed out in the grass!" She announced with a swish of her tail.

"Its great though, isn't it? I bet you get to come out here every day if you want! I would too if I could," the orange and white she-cat tilted her head brightly and then paused, distracted by a moth that was fluttering around near the grass. She nudged at it with her paw for a while, then straightened up in remembering. "Oh! but this is your grass? So, I need to go to where… the grass isn't your grass. Where is that- exactly?" She looked around and padded in a half circle. There was grass spanning for as far as she could see. How did he know what grass was his? Or wait.. was it ALL his? Even the grass outside of her nest? If so, he must walk around a lot to own so much grass at once.