Chapter 1/Unknown

Basically a story of how five animals are adopted in a family and have to try and get along with each other.

          Skittles patrols the dark house with his slight limp. Though his age showed through this limp, he didn’t let it stop him from his daily routine. His humans had just retreated to their own personal dens. The two taller humans, to whom he referred to as the Elders, to the master den together. The two younger humans, young ones as he liked to call him, had gone back to their own personal dens. He had watched the young ones grow up ever since he came to this home. Though a kitten at the time, he felt responsible for their safety. He checked on them separately.

          Going to the first of the two doors, he pushes on the door belonging to the older young one. The door opens slowly and he walks in to find his eldest young on on her laptop, like always. Only this time, she was sitting at her desk rather than on the bed. It was cold int he room, so he understood why she had a Small blanket draped over her shoulders.

          Skittles jumped onto her bed and looked around the room, then at her. She glanced over at him and smiled. Satisfied with the feeling he got from her, he stood up, jumped off the bed and as he left the room he heard her speak: “awe, yer leaving? You can stay if you would like.” Acknowledging her obvious request, with a flick of his tail, he moved on to the other room, he didn’t understand that none of the humans wold really notice the simple flick of a tail or twitch of on ear could be a form of communication.

          He pushes a paw on the other young ones door to find it shut. He lets out a snort and begins to push on the door. After a moment the door is opened by the youngest young one.

          “C’mon.” She said. He walked in slowly and sat down by the closet in the room. He watched her sit back on her bed and shuffled around some papers. he then glanced around at the odd colored walls. He wondered why the male human had put color on the walls to make it look like the sky. The sky was suppose to be outside, and bringing it into their dens didn’t make any sense to him. Then again, a lot of what his humans did didn’t make a whole lot of sense to him.

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  • Brandon Huffey on Feb 2, 2012

    Cute story. Copy your link and post it on some forums somewhere. Kinda makes me think of my cat marble. She likes to patrol the house sometimes. : )

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