Whisper awoke when she heard the lock of her cage being clicked open. It was the usual girl who always took care of them, Shela. "Time to get you ready for adoption today." She said. Whisper backed into the corner of her cage and hissed. Shela frowned and scooped her up, taking her to a small area where a grooming table was. Shela grabbed a brush and pulled it gently through the calico's pelt. She then picked her up once more and took her into another room where a group of others were. There were scratching posts and things to climb on in the room but there was also a window so humans could peer in to choose their cat. She huffed and climbed atop one ofthe posts, tuckig her paws under her and curling her tail.
Harley stood grudgingly on the grooming table as a brush was pulled through his pelt. He never enjoyed being groomed and didn't enjoy it now. The lady scooped him up and took him to a room by himself where a group of people were. He began to look around the room for Whisper. Upon not seeing her, he lunged out of the ladies arms and bolted down the hall. Harley ran into the open door of the kennels and hopped atop a shelf, hissig at anyone who tried to pick him up.
