You were bored. The summer breeze brought in forest scents from beyond your backyard that just intrigued you. So how could you resist when your household were just a little slow to close the back door? You figured they wouldn't mind if you went on a quick walk despite their yelling after you.

The jump down from the fence was as high as your new cat tree. The soft grass floor was a lot nicer to land on than the hardwood floor. You padded farther into the forest, mice and birds scattering as your tail swished against the bushes. The forest floor was cool, but the twigs and rocks stung your soft kittypet paws. You stopped, seeing another cat nosing through the bushes, maybe 15 tail lengths away.

Jayfeather was collecting herbs in the forest, restocking all his stocks. His ears pricked as he heard the bushes shift. He carefully sets down the marigold that filled his jaw to sniff the air. His blind eyes narrowed in the direction of the sound. A kittypet? This far into the forest?