The silly orange cat gets inside a plastic bag and starts playfully playing with it. As the cat rolls inside the plastic bag, he spots someone nearby observing him with an intriguing look.

Oren — « Whatcha want, meow? My instinct tells me you have something to say, so speak up already. If you dare come closer, I'll scratch your face to shreds! My claws are razor sharp and can leave deep gashes on your skin, nya. »

The silly orange cat stops playing with the plastic bag when he sees the observer. He then stares back at the person in curiosity, his nose twitching.