Phoenix Maplewood jellicle cats

the boy had settled in well, though he hadn't met very many people yet. excavating a den for himself, he was proud of his efforts, but did not spend a lot of time there. his hours were mostly spent following in lasher's predictable footsteps and patrolling the outer perimetre of the packland, getting to know the land intimately in case of a threat. 

Saena would be giving birth soon -- Casmir knew nothing about childbirth, and it was only an instinct that told him they would be here soon. he redoubled his efforts at hunting, hoping to fill the caches nearest her den before the kids came -- she would need the food.

silently, he trotted along the border, a lanky, dark figure that would never have his brother's strong muscularity, but would instead take after lasher's lithe build.