[ti]Private[/ti]A Nice Day

[Fireflake]

Debris the Loner

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What a nice day! Out with one of her littermates by the station, prodding around some trash, Debris couldn't think of a better way to spend her time. There was something crinkly over there, and something shiny right beside it, and- oh, cardboard! Debris leaned over to sniff at the damaged cardboard box and promptly tumbled into it. "Stiiink!" she called out, freezing in place. The she-cat stayed frozen for a few moments, then gingerly stood up and hopped out of the small box. "Never mind," she chimed, "I got out!"

The she-cat shook her brown fur to dislodge something clinging to it. Suddenly, she remembered to groom it. Random patches of grime and water stuck to her pelt, but she started at her tail anyway as she usually did. "Do you... see... anything interesting?" she asked between licks. The trash pile there wasn't too large, but it seemed to have more stuff in it than the usual plastic and scraps.

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sabs I wanted to get something up before going away for the weekend, so I went with short and sweet. =)

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STINK - - >

    The strange small cat had it's head deep into the trash pile when their litter mate called out. Popping out their head, they gave a confused look at the she-cat. "Wha-?" They were cut off when Debris had successfully freed herself from her cardboard prison. "Don't be so clumsy next time!" Stink giggled. Climbing down from the top of the pile, they looked upward, wondering if they would find any shiny twigs somewhere. It only took a moment before they spotted one, launching themselves back into the retched smelling mass. They disappeared quickly under the garbage, and the alley was quiet for a bit. Before long, Stink reemerged with their favorite thing, a shiny twig they'd been after! This one was a pretty bronze color, unlike anything the possum kid had seen before. Triumphantly, they slid down the pile, trying not to land on their face, to show off their find to their litter mate. 

[Fireflake]

Debris the Loner

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Debris looked up from her grooming at the sound of Stink diving into the pile. She tipped her head to the side and stood as tall as she could to peer into the trash. Where did Stink go? The she-cat leaned slowly forward, the grime in her fur now long forgotten, and jumped back when her littermate's head popped up again. They're coming down here!
Debris quickly moved out of the way.

"What's it..?" she muttered, trailing off as she saw the familiar shape clasped in Stink's mouth. "Oh! A- one of them shiny things! And it's brownish too!"
She purred softly. Sticking her face back into the pile as if that would make it easier to find anything, Debris pondered, "Do you think we can find some of those... the other things you like..?"
There was no need to know the name for everything, really, when her siblings usually offered up the words she wanted.

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