Lucifer (the cat), Oliver, and Figaro had been living on the island more than long enough no to feel like they pretty well owned the place. Midnight was, after some wordless debate, willing to let them roam so long as they always came home at the end of the day and didn't try to hunt too much native fauna (or adopted fauna, leave that porg alone, Oliver!). Which was nice, since there were only so many different ways that a trio of cats used to occasionally zapping around the galaxy with other superhero pets could entertain themselves in a rented room, even one that could shift endlessly to suit their needs.
Which was all to say, Lucifer (the cat), Oliver, and Figaro were On the Prowl.
(And anyway, Oliver was just
playing with that porg! They're
friends, okay?)
They swung by the racoon brewery, wandered through the radio station, and were now headed down Godiva on the trail of an elusive gremlin when they happened across a
few felines who clearly were
not simply kings of their own island, but maybe needed a bit of guidance.
And thus did Remy LeBeau's hoard of cats expand -- temporarily -- by 100%. Remy would be utterly bemused to discover the three extra felines curling up on the cat tree when he got home this evening, but that one cat especially just looked
so pathetic, how could he turn them away?
In the meantime, well. That porg was not having its
best day.
[I mean, mostly I am just amused by superhero pets going adventuring. But yes, also this can be open. Especially to other island animals!]