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Pearl heard her stomach grumble. "Great." she said to herself. She wondered what she was going to eat...

" It's a kind of fruit. Want to try some?". Pearl used her talons to cut a piece of peach.

''Sure!''Hollister jumped up and leaned on the counter for her to drop a piece for him.''Want some keeble?''

Pearl shook her head. Then ate her peach after dropping the piece into Hollister's mouth.

Hollister spit out the fruit and shuttered.''That's gross!''Hollister walked under the table and sat beside eve who gave her a meatball.''Mhmmm now that's good!''

SnowShoe layed on the couch and groaned before lazily getting up and stretching. She sighed as she walked into the kitched. She almost immediantly found her eyes staring at the bird. "Is this supposed to be dinner?" She asked, jumping up onto the counter and staring at the bird with a priceless 'are you crazy!?' face.

''No that is!''Hollister eyes turned to a bowl with tuna with a bit of milk in it.''Why would they feed you Pearl?

"Of course Hollister is right! I am not a feast!".

SnowShoe knew better than to eat a pet bird but decided to play around with words "Dinner's got an attitude." SnowShoe spoke, rolling her eyes. "They'd better be careful leaving birds around, if I was another pet cat we would of started battlin' and she'd be dead. No doubt about it." She warned the two before hopping off and down the counter. She walked towards the tuna and began eating it with a bored face. She stopped eating, the bowl still quite full. "Haven't they got anything else besides Tuna? I can't live on this." She complained, a little tired. "I'm going out, if you need me just call." She spoke before running off outside. She'd catch a bird or something for dinner. She found herself hiding in a bush, stalking a sparrow. She gritted her teeth in concentration. She silence was killing her. She readied her legs and pounced, she used her unsheathed claws to strike at the bird, and before long, it was dead. She picked up the bird in her mouth and silently slipped into a thorn bush to eat it in peace where a human wouldn't take it from her.

Tiger watched all this through the window from the fence in amusement, he had to agree with snowshoe; humans really didn't get that cats don't want Tuna all the time, he was lucky with his mistress, she gave him lots of delicous food. Watching her kill a bird, he new Mrs. Sweeterson was cooking something even more delicous than bird tonight so he followed her to the bush and stopped outside. "Excuse me," he said, making his posture friendly and turning on the charm in hope that it would save him from getting killed if she thought he was trieing to take the bird. He then poked his head in a little, "Don't worry, I'm not here to take it!" he promised with a slight laugh

"Oh, hi." SnowShoe spoke softly, seeing the large male. "What's your name?" She asked, trying to sound as polite as possible.

Tigr was glad she was friendly, he checked her over, she seemed to be a teen like him, which made him more relaxed, "I'm Tiger, I think you're called Snowshoe right? I'm sorry but I couldn't help seeing everything through your window, including the tuna bit. I was just wondering, I'm owned by this old lady called Mrs. Sweeterson, you probably don't knowher or anything because we just moved in today, anyway, she makes really great food and theres always to much of it and I feel kinda guilty going home to nice food whilst your here eating birds, which we all know, arn't the healthiest things in the world! So anyway, would you like it to come have something to eat? She'd be happy that I'd found a friend, and I would really like to get to know the neighbourhood!" he asked in a rush, hoping she wouldn't think him strange for randomly asking her or anything.

"Well sure." SnowShoe smiled softly. "And yeah, my name's SnowShoe. So where do you live?" She asked, curious. She thought he was nice person.

Pearl finished her peach then flew to SnowShoe. "Hey Snow.".