[Nyanpire was something of a morning kitty, a trait that he developed when he realized that it would get him fed faster and better if he was around when breakfast was served. He had already been doing his stretches and having himself a bath when...
Trumpets. Outside.]
Nyaaaaaaaaa?
[Fwoooosh, out the front pet door he dashed, to see what the commotion across the street was.]
1649 Albright Lane - across the street
Trumpets. Outside.]
Nyaaaaaaaaa?
[Fwoooosh, out the front pet door he dashed, to see what the commotion across the street was.]
Nyoisy! Nyaaaa! Too loud! Stop that! Too loud!