I am Midnight
(cats stare dumbfounded)

Living on pills, phone calls unmade, people unseen, pages unwritten, money unmade, pressure piling up all around to make some kind of breakthrough and get moving again. Get the gum off the rails, finish something, croak this awful habit of not ever getting to the end- of anything.

I tried to explain as much as I could," Poppet says. "I think I made an analogy about cake."
"Well, that must have worked," Widget says. "Who doesn't like a good cake analogy?

If someone is making one or two purchases, the die-cast is usually one of them. The die-cast, the hat and T-shirt are something you can't necessarily purchase at Wal-Mart, and it's something they can put in their bag and carry around.

The cats at the edge of the clearing were staring up at the sky, their eyes huge with fear. As he looked upward, Fireheart heard the beating of wings and saw a hawk circling above the trees, its harsh cry drifting on the air. At the same time he realized that one cat had not taken shelter; Snowkit was tumbling and playing in the middle of the open space.
"Snowkit!" Speckletail yowled desperately.

He never seemed to get tired. Always first up and ready to move on. Never afraid of what lay ahead.