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A gray tabby like tomcat strutted along beneath the trees closest to the large Twoleg nest that sprang up seemingly in the middle of no where. He had skirted along the more crazy wild cats in the area that all seemed to band together and call themselves a 'clan', to make his way towards the large open fields where he had scented several mice the previous day.

However, on his journey to fill his empty belly, a new scent tickled his pallet. The scent of another cat....a she cat if he wasn't mistaken. He had picked up a scent a few times but never actually saw any other cats, though on this particular day today it smelled fresh and strong. Changing his course to head towards the wall, he ventured on over to see if he could actually catch a glimpse of her, maybe even flirt a little before moving on.

As he neared the fence, her form came into view. Pretty little thing with a dainty little collar around her even more dainty little neck. And it seemed she was even calling out to him, or at least in his mind she was, seeing that he was the only 'wild cat' around. "Did My Lady call for me?" he grinned, leaping up onto the fence and balancing next to her with his chest puffed out proudly.

Grinning, Jett puffed out his chest some more, leaning into her as she brushed against him, his tail flicking playfully around hers. "Now why would you want someone less charming when I can show you a good time, hmm? I could do much more than sweep you off your paws...." he purred, casting a smooth, if not slightly naughty, grin down at her as he took in much more of her scent now that she was so close. He gazed into her green eyes, one paw reaching up to gently bat at the small silver bell dangling from her lacy black collar. "Selene, such a fitting name for a little lady such as yourself. As for this... 'wild rapscallion', I call myself Jett. Pleasure to meet you." he smirked, whiskers twitching.

"Showkits? With stuffy purebred toms?" he hissed softly, his fur bristling at the thought. How boring! "I'll just have to steal you all to myself." he grinned, ears flicking as he eyed the bell and her twoleg's excuse for such a noisy thing. "Well it looks quite lovely on you in any case." he purred, perking up at the sound of a race. Leisurely he flicked a paw or too as if working out stiff joints. He met her playful gaze with one of his own, leaning closer so that their noses almost touched. "You want to challenge me to a race? I'd have to leave a pretty little kitty like you in the dust...."

Jett chuckled at how sure she was, accepting her challenge and leaping down to land beside her. He kneaded his paws into the dirt, shredding blades of grass with his claws. "Oh I wasn't sure if a pretty little thing like you would want to race a wild thing like me." he teased, whiskers twitching. Glancing over at the tree, he nodded, letting himself drop into position. Part of him wanted to see how she'd act if he won, the other part wanted to see her strut her cute little stuff after winning. "On three then,: he grinned, flexing his toes. "Three...." he began counting, eyeing her sideways with a smirk. "Two......one!"