Oaken foretooth lie deep in the flowerbed sleeping not knowing Duke, a stray former kittypet, was onto him. "Hey fleabag why don't you go to the forest where you belong", Duke snarled startling Oaken. " Okay I will do that if you can go back to the dump dirt place where you came from", Oaken snapped yawning and standing up. " I wouldn't do that in a million years", Duke growled. "Aww little pussy cat afraid of little mice", Oaken snickered. " hang on, I thought you weren't talking about yourself", Duke grinned. "I'm not", Oaken smiled watching Dukes smirk fade and padding through his kitty door, smelling the fresh sent of tuna in the air. " Mmm tasty", he said licking the scraps off his bowl and padding out onto his fence which over last looked the forest. "Pine, oak, spruce", he thought unsheathing his claws," anyone I can climb. Oaken jumped over the thunder path and bending into the woods.
"Ahhh", he sighed just letting his claws run down a tree. Oaken purred but the purring soon ended when he scented other cats.......