Graystripe's capture from the Twoleg's POV
The man headed into the shed, where the captured feral cats were kept. As he walked into the shed, he was confronted from loud meowing and ferocious hissing.
These cats must've never seen a person before, Mr. Harris thought as he picked up the cage closest to the door. After all, they're feral cats.
The cage was heavier than he thought. The cat inside the cage was a small, golden she-cat who was hissing in rage and attempting to bite him through the cage. (Mothwing)Chuckling, Mr. Harris set the cage down, put on some gloves, and picked up the cage again. He carried the cage down to the road, where a truck with the back door open was waiting.
"Time to transport all those feral cats we found," the Mr. Harris's partner, Mr. Kerr said. "It's gonna be a mighty big job,"
"You can say that again," Mr. Harris laughed, then set the cage with the golden she-cat inside the truck. The terrified she-cat looked for a place to escape, but found none.
"We'll be taking all these cats to the local shelter," Mr. Kerr said. "Hopefully, people will adopt them, but I can't think of anyone who would adopt feral cats like these,"
"Who knows?" the Mr. Harris asked, then went back to the shed to get the other cats.
The second cage held another she-cat with tiny white paws. (Leafpaw)She was not as aggressive as the golden cat, but was snooping around the cage, looking for an escape route. When she was loaded into the truck, the third cat that the man went for had only one eye.
The Mr. Harris and Mr. Kerr loaded more and more cats onto the truck when suddenly, the heard loud, outraged hissing behind them.
A flame colored tom and another tomcat with a distinct gray stripe were leading a whol group of cats towards them!
Right away, the cats attacked. The gray-striped one scratched Mr. Harris's leg, leaving several bloody scratches. Howling in pain and surprise, Mr. Harris dropped the cage The cage fell with a crash and the door swung open. The cat inside jumped outside in one swift leap.
Meanwhile, the rest of the cats had gotten to the Truck. Mr. Harris and Mr. Kerr raced towards the truck, only to find that the feral cats who had come were biting the cages open and freeing all the cats they'd worked so hard to trap!
"NOOOO!" Mr. Harris and Mr. Kerr raced towards the truck. They were too late and all the cats had been freed. Suddenly, My. Kerr caught sight of the gray-striped cat trying to jump out and follow the rest of the cats.
"Not so fast, kitty!" Mr Kerr slammed the truck doors shut and the gray cat was trapped inside, meowing and yowling like crazy. Mr Kerr and Mr. Harris locked the truck doors, got inside the truck, and drove away.