Poor Arden.

A note, Arden is in fact, a boy kitty. But I wrote this before I knew that calicos are predominately female...xDD

And again, an effective cliché disclaimer: I DO NOT OOOOWWWNNNNN!!!

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The chase led the four ; two pets and two teens , out of the building and into the streets.

Finally the kitten whirled and ran in between the dog's legs, clawing it's way up Kaieri's leg and finally back to her shoulder.

Kaieri winced at the claws that were gripping into her shoulder, but managed to pull Arden off and hold him close.

Stryke came up to them, snapping a leash onto Rory's collar.

Stryke kneeled by Rory, hugging him tightly.

"You're such a good boy, Rory! Good boy! Want your Tom-Tom?! Hmm?"
Pulling out the giraffe, which had been fetched from the hallway, Stryke set it down in front of Rory, who proceeded to gnaw on it in an attempt to tear it to shreds.

Kaieri tucked the kitten back into her duffel, then squared off to face Stryke.

"What was that all about?!" She demanded angrily.

"I needed an escape route. And an excuse. My dog chasing your sissy cat through H.Q. is a good enough reason for anyone to get out of our way."

Kaieri smacked her palm to her forehead, sighing heavily. "I've got to go back," she said as she turned to go.

"Whatever. Have fun with that. See you around," Stryke said, tugging Rory a bit so he was at her side as she walked away.

Stryke gave a slight wave over her shoulder then disappeared into the crowd.

Kaieri considered all her options. Going back would result in a lot of questions, and a lot of trouble.

Just exploring Central and finding some job opportunities seemed the best choice at the moment.

She made her way through the crowds and into a decent looking alley.

She sat down near a pile of cardboard boxes, gently extracting Arden from her duffel.

"I'm so sorry that mutt chased you, baby," Kaieri cooed to the kitten as she held him close, stroking his back.

The kitten purred in contentment, curling up on Kaieri's shoulder.

Evidently a nap was enough to forget a traumatic experience that dealt with a white German shepherd, a chase, and a toy giraffe.

At least for Arden.