Another rotten apple core. How lovely.
You toss the morsel back into the garbage can. This particular bin was proving to be rather fruitless. It hardly held more than inedible objects, and wasn't worth your time. Nothing to eat, nothing to see.
You hop down from the cardboard box you were perched on. Your fur crackles slightly from the amount of unknown substance that's built up on it. You've grown to ignore it. Only rarely do you ever take time to try and give yourself a proper cleansing. You usually just give yourself a quick groom every now and then, but only when it gets to the point of painful.
You lower yourself onto your rump and give your front leg a quick lick. The foul taste was revolting against your tongue, but if it dispelled the rather uncomfortable, sticky feeling, you were fine with it. It's something you'd grown used to, after all. You weren't filthy, you managed to keep yourself rather decent, compared to some other strays, but you weren't prim and prissy either. Not like you could really do much about it.
It was just part of the existence, after all. Hide throughout most of the day, raid garbage for 'food' at night. Any stray cat pretty much follows the formula. There wasn't much of an alternate path for you. Other than getting caught by those ponies to be taken off to 'the big house.'
Of course, those ponies never took you good places. Every other feline you had known who was taken away by those ponies never returned. Your closest friends vanished before your eyes in the grip of that infernal net that they used. You couldn't do anything about it. If you ever let yourself get spotted by those ponies, they would hunt you down and take you away, just like all the others.
But you were smarter than them. You were prepared, and always managed to avoid being captured. Even during those big busts that happened every now and then, you managed to escape every time. You had plans, and they have payed off every time.
You only wished you could have done the same for your friends...
Picking yourself up, you begin to trot away from the alley. Despite the multiple trash cans and numerous bags of garbage the residents of this house had thrown away, none of it was up to your standards. You figured you might as well try somewhere else.
It had been quite awhile since you had any substantial food. Most of it just barely met the bottom line minimum of what you needed to keep from starving. As long as it kept you from dying the next day, you didn't care. Of course, the stomach pains were there. But it was better than not waking up the next day, right?
You found yourself walking to another alleyway. You could only hope that there would be something more delectable in there, like some fresh cooked meat, preferably.
You begin to crawl towards the alleyway. As you approach, a sound catches your attention. Swiveling your ears back, you hear something moving. Whipping your head around, you see a small figure emerging from a rather oddly shaped home. The figure steps out onto a branch of a nearby tree, and slowly walks forward. Upon reaching the base of the branch, it stops moving and sits.
Normally, you would simply ignore it and treat it as nothing. However, your strange, innate curiosity got the better of you. You pull yourself away from the alley and begin to walk towards the figure. Kicking a few small pebbles out of the way with your paws, you are able to make out the shape as you draw near.
....And wow, what a sight it was. Or rather, she was. Perched on the branch was a gorgeous Persian. Adorned on her head was a small, purple bow, and around her neck was a bejeweled collar. Between her eyes was a cute, pink nose, and her long tail curled around her legs. Long whiskered protruded from her cheeks, and her fur was a glossy white. Her eyes were closed as she calmly licked her foreleg.
You found yourself unable to look away. Her pale fur glowed in the moonlight, and the beams reflecting off of her necklace amplified her beauty. After a few moments of her grooming herself, she lowers her leg and opens her eyes. They were a bedazzling pale green, and she held a calm gaze as she looked....directly at you.
You freeze in place. You hadn't even realized she was staring at you. She probably was just laughing on the inside at your appearance. Like any feline as gorgeous as her would want anything to do with you. She was groomed, she was prissy, she had it all, if that home she came from was any indication. What would she want with a stray such as yourself anyway?
"Mmrrowrrrr...."
Your eyes dart back up to the feline. On her face is what appears to be a smile. She glances over to the window she emerged from before she begins to descend the tree. She gracefully leaps from branch to branch, quickly making her way down to you. Silently, she lands on the ground and begins to walk towards you. She bore a rather sultry look in her eyes as she approached.
She grew close to you, and began circling your body. As she passed, her tail brushed against your face, sending shivers down your spine. She smelled faintly of lilac, and her tail was as gentle as a kitten. She stalked around you, scrutinizing your features. You weren't much to look at, you admit, but with the way she stared at you made it seem like she was quite interested in you.
After a few moments, she stops in front of you, simply staring into your eyes. With her not completely disgusted by your appearance, you figured you should make the best of this scenario.
"Mrowr?" You ask for her name.
"Mmmrr? Mrowowr..." Opalescence...such a delicate and beautiful name.
"Meowrowr?" You couldn't help but wonder what she was doing out this beautiful night.
"Mrowrorow." Just for the moonlight? You do admit, it was a rather beautiful night, but you generally don't pay much attention. At this time of night, you're usually busy finding dinner. Or midnight snack, whichever you prefer.
"Mrowr?" She asks. You look to the tree. It was a bit high, but heck, you couldn't turn down an offer like that.
"Rowr..." She smiles slightly and the two of you pick yourselves up. Heading for the base of the tree, the two of you quickly climb its base and head for the branch she emerged unto earlier.
Once you managed to get that high, you plant yourself down, and she rests herself rather close to you. It was only now that you begin to notice just how beautiful the view is from here. The moonlight shone down on the rolling hills behind the house, and illuminated the pastures and grass. The stars above twinkled brightly, and only added to the glorious sight before you.
But none of that even compared to the feline next to you. Her fur is glowing in the light, and she shines like a beacon in the darkness. The moonlight accentuates her eyes like nothing you've ever seen, and her features are incredibly prominent. Her coat is pristine and completely clean of any obstructions. Whoever she lived with takes great care of her.
She looks over to you and bats her eyelashes a few times. Without a word, she leans against you, and shares her warmth with you on this rather chilly night. Shivers run down both of your bodies as you bask in the light of the great orb in the sky.
The pony she lived with was probably a prissy one, one who hates any sort of unclean creature. She probably wouldn't be too fond of you being with Opalescence.
But right now, you weren't concerned with that.
All you cared about was the moment at paw.
