Again, I apologize for the sloppiness. My iPad died so I had to draw the cat on my pc. Chapter 2 "GET YOUR CROW-FOOD COVERED PAWS OFF OF MY PREY!!" Golden snarled furiously. "CAN'T YOU HUNT YOUR OWN PREY!? THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS QUARTER-MOON!!!" "I can hunt my own prey, but it would be easier if I just took it." Spice sneered. "WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME!? You can take prey from ANYONE ELSE, and you ALWAYS CHOOSE ME!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!! FOR ONCE!!!" Golden yowled. "You always catch the plumpest prey, because your so good at hunting. The others... SHEESH, you have never seen skinnier prey." He retorted slyly. Golden was tired of Spice's shenanigans that she'd had to put up with for 3 moons. "Your not getting past me with mere flattery." She hissed. "I'm not mouse-brained." //Like you.\\ She thought silently. Suddenly, a small sand-colored tom stepped between the two of them. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down guys." Vanilla said calmly. Then, he turned to Spice. "Spice, go learn how to hunt." Spice stormed off furiously. Golden raised her eyebrows as she watched him storm off. "Thanks." She said to Vanilla before going to her turf to enjoy her prey. On her way, she smelled something strange. Something... rotten. She followed the sent curiously when she came upon a strange, silver colored den looking thing that was cold to the touch. Inside was a mouse. It did not look like it had been hunted recently. By the scent of it, it seemed like it was at least two days old. She went into the den to get a closer look at it. And that was when she heard a loud click, and the exit to the strange den immediately snapped shut. Next: Not released yet. Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1368629219/
