He was in a fight with a Tom outside, fur everywhere till the tom gave up and sprinted away, Yoki hissed his fur bristled up, 'serves you right you little disgrace!' one female walked up to him and nuzzled against him, he just got up and walked away 'im not in the mood for your shit.' he'd scoff 'i need my kibble' he said now feeling spoiled, as we walked up to the kitty door and ate some. few minutes later he came out to see you on your porch
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