Cracker sat on the hard floor of her two-leg's house. They had left the window open, and she was watching the sun set.
Quickly scanning the dark house, she spotted no sign of her two-legs. Probably asleep.
Cracker bunched her muscles, and jumped. Landing on the hard, cool surface of the counter, she made her way towards the window. A cool breeze washed over her and she took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of the forest.
Her two-legs rarely let her outside, so this was a rare experience.
Cracker jumped down into the fenced-in yard, enjoying the feeling of the cool grass.
The long-furred orange tabby she-cat padded across the yard and jumped onto the tall wooden fence. There, before her, lay the forest. Cracker sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the view through her dark blue eyes.
"Hello, Cracker!" Cracker would know that voice anywhere. "Hey, Heather!" A light brown she-cat jumped onto the fence beside her. "Guess who I met today?" Cracker's best friend asked, green eyes shining with excitement.
Cracker smiled and rolled her eyes. "Another tom?" Heather giggled. "Yeah."
Cracker rested her tail on Heather's shoulder. "Heather, you've met like every tom on the planet."
Heather shrugged it off. "But this one's different! He told me his name was Mud, and said he'd see me tomorrow!"
Cracker smiled at her friend. "Thats great..." Heather's head snapped up and narrowed her eyes. "My friend sense is tingling. What's wrong?" Cracker sighed. "Just...don't forget about me, okay?" Heather smiled and leaned against her. "Cracker, we're best friends, I wouldn't dream of it."
After Heather had finished gushing about the tom named Mud, Heather left, leaving a bored Cracker. Looking for more adventure, she jumped off her fence, but not into the yard. Cracker jumped off into an area she had never been before: the other side of the fence.
