The Philosophies of Animals

In the middle of the forest there was a dark colored cat. Some would call his fur black but it was a blackish blue. Most humans didn't understand that, Jones was proud of his fur. It was one thing that made him...disapprove of humans and their sub-types. They should understand the complexities of being a cat.

Jones was laying down on the branch of a tree watching these odd humans doing their odd things. Especially these ones who wanted to imitate the birds... his prey. They were trying to act like his food, it was amusing at least. It just proved that he was surpiror to them. However amusing it was watching humans imitate food it wasn't nearly amusing enough. So deciding he wanted to be else where so he jumped from his perch. A much higher distance then he would have if he wasn't the best at being a cat.

As he fell through the tree he felt secure in his knowledge of his superiority he landed on the ground feeling the impact but he ignored it and it just washed away from him as if it could not find purchase on his fur. Taking a moment he placed his hind quarters down as he flicked his ears around to hear everything around him. His ears picked up the sounds of someone behind him, turning he found them easily. He gave a contemplative flick of his tail and began to saunter off away from where the human sat on a rock.

As he sat there looking around with disdane. Everything was below him and they should know it by the way he was postured sitting there watching for a threat, Like there could by any. But then his ears twitched as he heard the loud odd human coming closer to him. Turning his head around to see this...person, who was calling him a Kit. His eyes narrowed and he forced his will upon this human. "You call me a kit. One with no experiance....I should claw your fragile hands and teach you a lesson." Even through his 'voice' was more a mental thing but it would sound gravely and rarely used.

"I am Jones Katt, and I am no Kit...Human." the way it would sound, he said human with such heavy layer of disdane to it. "You should learn who is your betters and when to speak to them."

Jones flicked his tail in disdain as the human talked to him. "My name I have given to myself. Your simple brain just couldn't understand the words in the proper language of Cats." His eyes gave a slow blink of barely concealed annoyance "You still share the same shape as other humans so there for you are one. I do not care about your species's petty ideas of separation because of how you look."

When this human brought up that owls ate cats he gave the equivalent of a laugh. He yawned. "Only the ones that can't take care of their own fur are the ones these prey birds find. I am not such a weak kit for them to take any advantage over." Jones's tail just flicked back and forth as he was pleased with himself. This human just really didn't understand the position they were in.

Jones narrowed his eyes and his tail flicked in agrivation again as this human once again insulted him. He had just told her that he was not some Kit and she still assumed him helpless. While she talked about him having someone who owned him he let out a small angry hiss that wasn't very audible to anyone else. But he eventually sat down next to the tree trunk which he had just fell from. He paused there making sure the this human was paying attention to him.

"You insult me again human. I am my own creature, i do not need a handler." and with that his tail gently slapped against the large trunk. With that tail slap he made himself 'attack' the wood with all his pent up anger against the human and his tail seemed to sink right into the wood. There was the sound of cracking wood as it pushed the wood into itself. There was a breif pause again as nothing happened before the wood on the other side of the tree exploded outward with a resounding Crack of broken wood and the tree fell to the forest floor. Luckily for the humans, away from them. "I suggest that you do not insult me again. Human."

Jones narrowed his eyes and he began to walk forward until he was at the feet of the human. They had called him a Kit once more and it was surely ticking him off. Apparently his demonstration with the tree wasn't enough and now he needed to apply some more force to this and show this human that there was a differce him and a simple kit. So taking a moment he was looking up at the human and he blinked a long blink, letting them prepare.

Then he pounced, his leap upward took him to the popper height that it allowed him to spin around and slap the human with his tail. He didn't unleash fully upon the human but it would be enough to make them realize his power, that he was not a Kit and they honestly should stop before he honestly had to hurt them more. Once he landed he turned around and wrapped his tail around his front paws, keeping them warm. "I told you to stop insulting me. This was the Paw, next time I might have to show my Claw and actually harm you." He then proceeded to clean his paw.