Erebody wants to be a cat

He'd come far to find such a paradise. He had no reason to leave, but also no reason to stay. He had run like a coward from his problems. Had left his brother and best friend. There were few in the pack that understood him,and he had left like a thief in night after he'd had enough insults, belittling, and reminders that yes he was in fact a cat.

His paws were silent as he moved, a typical cat in everything but size. Massive. He was massive. A warrior by bulk and build. But a lover by heart. He'd not had that stripped from him with the bullying by the canines of his home pack, but he had a understanding that he was indeed lesser from the bullying.

Sunlight careened through the canopy as he moved on the ground. He would be in a tree, if he knew how to climb one. Also a problem from being raised by canines. There were cat skills he lacked. And he had picked up some strange doglike qualities. He paused in front of a decrepit building. His pack had lived in structures like this. He supposed he might find a mouse or something inside to eat. That would be nice. A deer would be more preferred but he doubted that he could hunt one alone. He lowered his haunches and sighed. This would of been easier if he knew what to do as a cat.