Spencer (1) I sat on the old rickety fence of a house. My ears flickered as I heard the familiar sound of the neighbours dog. Well it's not the neighbours dog anymore. Yes my people left me. A month ago. A new family called the Ferguson's moved in but they don't like me. I refuse to take to the streets. Unlike other cats I am not going to jump into a garbage bin for food. Yes I am a cat. I used to have a home but my owners left it a month ago. Worst of all they didn't take me with them. Did all those Winter nights huddling by the fire mean nothing to them?! When it was hot they would swim in a blow up pool and I would jump in too. Did that mean nothing to them?! Do you know how much courage it takes to jump in a pool?! It's like I'm just a toy they were waiting to throw out. The dog started barking again and I stretched. Then it spoke. "What are you doin' here Spenc? Your owners left you so go somewhere else you stink! Not only that but my poor eyes can't look at you... your ugly!" I hissed at him. The most horrible part was it's true. I hadn't had a bath for ages and I was dirty and scruffy. I sighed and jumped onto the footpath. Looks like I have one option. The city. The city. I've never been here before but I've heard birds talk about it. I walked along until I found myself in an alley. There was a door. It was probably a door from those restaurants and they put their garbage here. Yep I'm right. There is two of those big bins. I sighed. I was gonna have to get food from the trash. I jumped in an dug around but I was scratched and thrown out by something. Next thing I know I was pinned down. I struggled. "No use strugglin'," Then I heard another voice. "What's that?" "Just some cat," "He don't look like any alley cat I ever seen," "Probably some newby," "Ask him," "Cat, do you know what this alley way is?" "N-no," "It's our territory," "Wha..." "Us, we are a group of cats called The Alley Knights," "Get off me!" The cat got off. I stood up confused. "What do you mean The Alley Knights?!" "Ya don't know? Throughout this city is many groups of cats. All alley cats, except some. The alley cat groups fight other alley cat groups for food and survival. No one knows what the groups that aren't alley cats intentions are," "What about alley cats who aren't part of a group?" "They die," "WHAT?!" "I heard of groups coming across those loners and the loners retreated. If ya wanna survive ya gotta join a group kid," "No way!" "Then scram. I won't hurt a loner like you but the others won't hesitate to," I ran. I don't know where to. After hours of searching I found a dumpster that wasn't in an alley. I jumped in. I felt something moving in the dumpster so I braced myself for an attack. Instead a cat came to the surface with a terrified look. "I-I'm sorry... I'll leave please don't hurt me..." She must think I'm part of a group. "Don't worry I'm not part of one of those groups. Actually I just got here," A look of relief came over her face. "I'm Tiffany..." "I'm Spencer," I got a closer look at Tiffany. Then I realized; She's the breed Egyptian Mau. I had always found that breed of cat pretty and I found myself looking away. "Come on Spencer I know a place we can stay," I followed her to a basement of an abandon house. "This house has been here for years and it holds special memories. The humans don't have the heart to tear it down," I nodded. Then Tiffany pointed to a pile of... food... "Eat as much as you like I don't have a big appetite," "Thanks..." I walked over and ate. It certainly wasn't like the meals I used to have but it's better then catching a mouse and having to fight it. I'm not a strong cat at all. I'm weak. I can't even catch a mouse. I never admit it of course or tell anyone. Right now I was even more embarrassed. Here is a girl who catch more food then I could in a million human years. I sighed in annoyance. I sighed in annoyance and looked at Tiffany. "Thanks..." "No problem!" She smiled a sweet smile. I smiled back. What was that thing humans do? Oh yeah blush. I wonder if I'm blushing now... I hope not. Right now it's one of those awkward silence moments. I decided to start a conversation. "So Tiffany... um... could you tell me about the groups," She looked at me. She was happy that I had broken the silence. "Well there are many of them and there territories are all over the city..." As she said that an idea appeared in my head. "Your a genius Tiffany!" "Wha..." "We could make our own group and this could be our territory!" She looked at me dumbfounded. Then I realised how stupid that idea is. We would have to fight, possibly kill... probably be killed. Not only that but we may not even get anyone to join. It would just make this territory for another group. The cat from earlier was right. To survive you'd have to join a group. Tiffany would get in. Maybe. I wouldn't. I'm useless. I can't do anything. I'm a lame excuse for a cat.