Bramblepoint two hundred miles through the deepest dark forest

Roll a 5 in 1d5 and you can eat him! #risky

It’s decided that this life isn’t for him.  It’s too exhausting and the animals are all bigger than he is.  They’re also dumber.  But stronger.  Stupid and strong don’t make the best combo, apparently.  He misses the bowls of food left available for him in different neighborhoods he made rounds to and the occasional company of another cat—as long as they knew he’s the boss of the Starbound Drive—and the amount of children he produced?  He misses them, too.  He doesn’t even know their name, but he misses them.  

Carrots just misses company.  He needs to find his way back home.

With a sigh, he weaves through the foliage as he tries to find something to stalk.  The rodents and vermin in the city were fatter and had more meat on them.  It’s a risk taking them if they’d gotten into rat poison.  The same fate would fall himself if he weren’t careful.  

Up ahead, however, he catches the sight of another creature.  It doesn’t quite look like the two wolves he’d come across already but it didn’t really look like a dog either.  HE narrows his olive eyes as he gobbles up a mouse with ease.  Carrots’ jaw drops and he steps forward, a little frustrated he can’t find his own dinner.

“HEY!”

Big bad Carrots isn’t so big and bad out in the wild, willing to ask some weird animal for help.  Maybe this one won't try to eat him.