Cat watched the fox skip past him, he grimaced at how easily she took the steps three at a time, as he limped up one by one.... getting to his room he slammed the door shut, slumping on to his bed he unravelled the bandage, wincing at the large gash.... he picked up his old sketchpad, and stepped out onto the balcony, he ignored the fox on the other balcony, and instead focused on his sketching....