i can take care of myselfThe dusk sky had a shade of crimson that faded to a rich violet toured the horizon of the setting sun. An anthro spotted wild she-cat is walking home from her long day at the club. She tried her best to hide her skirt under her coat. But that was not enough to stop stalking eyes. A balk alley tom anthro peeks over his shoulder and spots the she-cat. He then nug and signal at the tall pink street rat anthro and a buff brown gangsta dog anthro. The intimidating trio approached the she-cat. The she-cat was aware.
*tom alley cat: "Hey, girl. Where you go'en."
*she-cat: "Well, apparently the one of the only places you can't: a home."
*street rat:" hehehe "
*tom alley cat: (looking at the street rat)
*street rat: (correcting himself, go back looking intimidating)
*tom alley cat: "Girl, I got a home. Wanna see it."
*she-cat: "Oh, I don't want to sound rude, but I really don't want to visit your box."
* gangsta dog: ">giggle trying to hold it in knowing its funny