Colt shook out his fur, and gave himself a grooming, the two other cats were still panting but they were able to sit up after a few minutes. "Alright, it was a fair game! There ya go!", he said as he tossed the fish at their feet. Perhaps they would share but he doubted it, that didn't really matter though because if they fought over it at least there was only two of them. Colt padded away and sat down near Layla on top of the bench. "I'ts a rush!" he laughed, a little too happily. Usually after running around like that it would leave him in a good mood, this explained why he was being friendly. When he played tag time, he felt like a kit again, free to do whatever he wanted. Of course, the feeling was only temporary, in an hour or so he would return to his old grouchy self. Colt looked up at that sky, it was such a wonderful sight. He then remembered looking up at they sky when he was younger. At least some things never change....

"I wanna thank you for giving me that fish earlier today.... It was real nice of you." Although the words came out like nothing, you have no idea how much it hurt Colt on the inside. He had never thanked anyone for anything and it fely strange to thank her. Almost as if he were eating a piece of cardboard, and he would know that feeling because he was dared once.(LOL) "I'm Colt, by the way... and your name is..?" Colt felt totally out of place, carrying conversation with others wasn't his best quality, since he had lived alone most of his life. He tilted his head to the side and looked at her, trying to take a mental image. It's not evryday that I come across someone who is actually kind.... In Colt's mind, no one was nice; depending on others will only be your downfall. But, he began to consider that maybe there are some exceptions.

Colt watched her go and sighed. He looked up at the sky again. "I think today, was one of the best days ever...", he whispered before jumping off of the bench and heading back to the junkyard. He flinched as a car passed by, a little too close. Fluffing out his fur he padded faster, but soon he wasn't startled anymore and he began to enjoy his walk back home. The darkness of the night helped him to blend into his surroundings, except for the glowing of his eyes he couldn't be seen easily. It was so easy to steal and play pranks on other strays during the night hours but Colt just wasn't up to that kind of stuff, he would rather them remember what he looked like and try to track him down. It was more fun that way. He finally arrived at the junkyard and decided to sleep at the highest part of the shelf today, he climbed to the top and settled down. Colt gazed at the stars for awhile before dozing off into a deep dreamless sleep.

[[It's okay, Flow <3]]

Colt was laying down lazily on a patch of grass beside his shelf, he was too lazy to get up and go somewhere so he stayed there, closing his eyes for a few seconds. After about half an hour he got up and stretched, feeling hot and sticky. Maybe I should go for a swim.... It was a perfect idea! He could find a fish in the pond and cool off in the cold water, nothing seemed better to him at the moment. He twitched his ears before padding away to the park. The streets were busier today for some reason, it made him feel uneasy; cars weren't his favorite human vehicles. He had once witnessed a cat getting hit by one, that memory never did seem to go away. Shaking his head slightly, he continued on until he reached the park. Part of Colt was kind of excited, he might see Layla again! But then another side of him said that it was pathetic to feel that way for another cat. Colt just shrugged and sat by the pond, waiting for a fish to come close enough for him to snatch it out of the water.

Colt concentrated on the shadows moving in the water. He made sure not to let his shadow fall on the water so that he didn't scare the fish away. He waited for the right moment, a fish was swimming near and he froze, keeping his paw positioned in the air. Common.. a little closer now... and SPLASH. Colt had successfully struck the fish out of the water, he gave it a auick clean bite and it grew limp. Looks like I've caught myself some breakfast. He smiled triumphantly before taking a bite and eating the whole fish. Colt then begn to wash his whiskers and lick his lips when he spotted Layla. "Hey, Layla!" he called. It wasn't a very happy tone of voice but it was totally nicer than any tone he used for other cats. He twitched his ears and looked at the water. "You like to swim? Cuz the water looks awesome right now..", he laughed lightly.

Colt glared at the toms and when they spotted him they immeadiately looked down at their paws. If they keep looking at her that way then there is going to be a huge problem! He could feel his body start to tense but he soon calmed down. "If you guys don't have anything else to look at, I suggest you leave before something happens", he called to them. Although it sounded like he was joking, Colt was dead serious, he would take on all of them if he had to. The other toms just frowned and padded away. He felt better and looked at Layla before pretending to fall over the edge and into the water. Colt swam to the surface. "Thanks for pushing me in, Layla. That was real nice of you", he told her jokingly. It felt good to mess around again, to be able to have fun. He swam in a circle, loving the cold touch of the water on his skin. "The water is great!"

"I don't laugh much either, which is kind of hard to believe with all of the laughing I've been doing lately" he told her. Colt was a great swimmer, mostly because when he was smaller he had fallen into the lake once and his father hadn't tried to save him. He swam over to where Layla was and splashed her before swimming away with a smirk on his face. Most cats didn't like water, which is why he still found it a surprise that Layla said yes to going swimming with him. To tell you the truth, Colt didn't have many friends. Yeah he did have a conversation with almost every cat that he passed on the street but that was just business, not friendship. If anyone had asked him, he would just say that he only had aquaintances, nothing more. "Did you have anything to eat this morning?", he asked as he swam around her in a circle.

Colt listened to her and smiled a bit. "Sounds nice, I'm thinking of dropping by Arnold's Pizza later on... the always throw away the crust and what not" It was true, he had always stopped by on Fridays because that was when most people ate pizza. Arnold's was the best pizza place in town, and no other cats would dare challenge Colt for the food, they knew better. "maybe you should check it out, it's always best to go in the afternoon." With that, Colt got out of the pond and shook the water out of his fur, he made sure not to be too close to Layla so that she wouldn't get wet. Then he jumped onto a bench and lay there, letting the sun warm his fur. Colt licked his paw lazily and turned to look at Layla. "What else do you like to do?"

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