Where: the beach
When: afternoon
Who: derpkitty
toyaka_shifter and you
What: trying to catch his own food
Warnings: clueless rich boy, massive derpitude and a whole lot of pride
Blade was bored and walking around town wasn't doing the trick. He couldn't stand the thought of yet another afternoon around his 'house'.He remembered a bet he made with one of his distant cousins years ago. "I bet you couldn't last a day as a cat". They set out to test it by locking him out of the house and stranding him in an alley (his cousin told his mother that he went out for the day), telling him that he would forfeit the money if he turned human. He barely made it half the day before coming back and begging to be let in and needless to say, lost the bet. Ever since , his failure has been a running joke.
It was just a passing memory while laying in bed the previous night and he just couldn't seem to let go of the embarrassment. A crazy idea occurred to him. He was stuck here in ink city with no one who could report back his failures. It would be a perfect opportunity to practice and wasn't like he had anything better to do right now. He would go out and practice survival skills so that if he ever returned and got back home he could repeat the bet , this time proving that he could survive a day without turning human. The next morning after he finally got up he turned into a cat and set off for the beach. He was starting to convince himself this was stupid and was waste of time when he remembered what his cousin had said. "What use is shape-shifting if you still act like a clueless human".
He started towards the beach determined to figure out how to fend for himself. That determination lasted for awhile but eventually ran out. And so here he was sitting by the beach sticking his paw in the water and then yelping and pulling it out. He tried to stick his paw in again with his claws out now only shuddering at the cold water. He wondered how the fish could stand it down there. They probably had some defense mechanism to handle the temperature of the water. "stupid lucky fish-HEY" he grinned as he spotted one go by. He dived for it. Missed..missed...missed again. The last dive sent him face first into the water. he sputtered for air and once he got to his feet ran out. From a distance he noticed that the water was only a foot. He stepped back and one of his feet found a particularly sharp shell. Any passerby at that moment would have been greeted by the rare sight of a cursing cat.
How did any animal put up with this?