[PS] Park

[Celipa]

Night time ? a cat?s time to shine. Being nocturnal, Puar was naturally attuned to the night. Traipsing across the grassy surface of Dante?s Abyss? park, the sky blue cat kept his eyes on one specific item ? a mouse. The tiny rodent?s large ears had proved unable to pick up the sound of his stalker?s footsteps, mainly due to Puar?s naturally soft padded feet. Creeping along behind the creature, patiently; Puar awaited the opportune time to make his move.

Suddenly, the mouse stopped. Lifting its nose into the air, it began to sniff around. Knowing that he didn?t have much time left before the mouse ran, Puar crouched down and prepared to pounce. Just as he leapt into the air, the tiny rodent sprinted away. Like a tiny blue bullet, Puar began pursuit. And then ? BAM! Puar thumped into something thin and hard. Looking up, he saw a familiar face, and a few unfamiliar ones.

?Violet!? squeaked Puar loudly, forgetting about the mouse completely.

With a tiny leap, Puar was up in Violet?s arms. Oddly enough, Violet was surrounded by many unfamiliar people. And what a cast of characters they were: one was a huge burly man, with a fiery orange mohawk; two more were some sort of pink blob-ish human things. And finally, there was a black haired scrawny looking teenager ? except his face contradicted his age. He had wrinkles, of the stressful sort ? as well as gray-ish hair. He had apparently been through some sort of stress in his life?but there was more on Puar?s mind at the moment.

?How?ve you been Puar?? asked Violet, her words slightly drawn out. She ended her sentence with a loud hiccup, and had a dazed look on her face. Apparently, she was drunk.

?Just fine Violet,? replied Puar, ignoring Violet?s obvious drunken state. ?Who?re your friends??

?This is Seventeen-? Violet gestured towards the young black haired man, who smiled slightly. ?Super Buu and Kid Buu-? she gestured towards the blob-humans, also had slightly dazed looks?apparently also drunk. ?And finally, Sixteen-? Violet gestured towards the muscle-bound mohawk man. ?And everyone, this is Puar.?

Puar nodded casually to his new acquaintances, and settled himself in Violet?s arms. She began to scratch between his ears, and started speaking to her friends ? words which Puar ignored, in his current state of content-ness. Being among people, fraternizing with new friends was enough for him ? a cat?s demands are usually simple.