Cat was eating a garbage. Her singing misted the insight of her mask visor. Orb was glowing.Her fingers crocheting and her mind couldn´t decide how to continue with her delicate undergarments. Should she make it more comfortable or more seductive? Or should she be thinking on a potential gentlemen in need of cozy sleeve briefs? In shape of an elephant for example? She used to make these a lot. Pretty hot staff on her etsy page.
Her morning routine was interrupted by a noise. Patricia and her cat sense tingling on maximum! She was bristled like a puff fish. Her eyes burning with demonic intensity. Her small sharp teeth uncovered, ready to assault and kill mutant or even disturbing morning breeze. She did it a lot. Attacking wind. As wind was Patricia´s enemy number one. Bad wind constantly pulling her tail, making her run around like crazy for no reason at all. With was torturer and cheeky bitch.“What´s that Patricia?"
Cat didn´t answer. She always did answer when it was wind who bothered her. “What´s that glowing orb?”
Silence was her answer as the glowing orb was mesmerized by new coming presence.“Hello? Who are you? Where are?” Do you need help? If you have coins Nana has wares for sale! Sock! In this environment good socks are essential!”
It was only than when she realized some commotion, gun fire and who knows what in the distance. She made a mental note to herself that in her next raids she needs to get a hearing aid.