Klawz

Klawz sniffed the strong smells of the dump, but wrinkled his nose at the smell of dog. With a half-hearted snort, he pawed the earthly rubbish beneath his feet, however finding nothing. He sighed and snuffed harder, for meat this time. No scent. He flicked his tail and, walking up to a mound of junk, stuck his dirty paw into the pile. He clawed around for something. There. Flesh of some kind... He heaved the thing out and grinned in triumph. A slab of half-eaten meat. He wasn't sure what type of meat it was, but, since it was meat, it would just have to do.

Klawz settled down for his small meal, tearing it apart with his strengthened teeth. After he'd finished, the black-and-white cat lifted his head to decide where to go next. He'd besically been to all of the places in the city, but none of the wild places yet. He felt in the mood for adventure. So that was where he was going next. Out of the City. Into the Wild.