Sometimes life on Felicity Terrace is in the raw. Most often for vulnerable, anonymous, prey. Today was one of those days. Teenage Butch pretended it wasn't him, but Sundance was not home and the mess was everywhere. The poor vulnerable prey had no future. Butch decided discretion was a good plan and went to charm his way into appreciation while his mess was tidied up. Watched by an inscrutible TC he went off to look for further adventures. Before he got a cuff round the ear for being found out. TC (aka Yoda) prefers his pupils to be masters of their craft. He did not spend hours of his time when Butch and Sundance were kittens teaching them the art of stalking and dealing with prey for them to ignore his wise musings at will. His new teaching is intended to be the art of standing ground under attack and wilful munching is not in his teaching plan.
Butch needs to learn.
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