AIM Log:

Tahja Estes
He'd been living in this house for ages, dodging the other pets when he could in favor of his solitude. Usually he wondered about his litter mates, but most of the time he spent patrolling the yard. He wasn't really what you'd call territorial, but he -was- rather protective over Rochelle. Though unrelated, she was like a sister, a troublesome one but one none the less. He patrolled with the intention of making sure no stray toms came skulking about while she was around. His scent coated the yard, driving most of them away.

From "his" vantage point on the fence here, Kouji, the cat in question, could see most of what was going on, and took a moment to rest from his persistant watch.


Dr Umeda
Aislynn sat in the window pane and licked her paw with a self-concerned expression of uptmost vanity. She paused to look out the window at the cat on the fence. It was a familiar sight for her and had never really bothered her to an extent but with a swish of her tail, the curiousity of repeated observances took over and she leapt off her perch.

Queen of her own home, she strutted right past the dog, in front of its very nose and ducked through the dog door on the back porch. The air outside was crisp and fresh, filling up her nostrils as she existed the house. She spent most of her time outdoors for that was where life appeared to offer the most amusement and indeed was the very reason she had stalked out. Casually, she leapt onto the trash can and then onto the fence, padding her way over to the other feline, making sure to trudge on a paw of his before stopping in her tracks.

"Oh my," she said pulling off a blush even with her smile. "So sorry."