@unusuallyanxious You're racing after a white and gray cat, happier than can be. You're going to show it to Trace and he'll be so proud of you! But in your chase, your instincts begin to get a hold of the reins and suddenly you're hunting the ball of gray and white fur. You reach for the cat and your hand grabs it's tail, but it scrambles away and keeps running. It's headed straight for Doze's room. You drop onto all fours to keep up, your tail lashing and drool starting to drip from your jaws as you attempt to close your teeth around the feline. You miss. The cat scrambles underneath Doze's bed, and you dart after it. But alas, your shoulders are too broad and your head too big to reach under far enough to grab it. You snarl in frustration as you stick your snout under the bed, reaching your arms under as far as you can reach. You're so focused on catching the cat, you don't realize that you chased it right past Die.
