3/25: Air

Salud,

As leader of Ze French Cat Militia, at times I must go to ze extreme; an extreme place in my mind and an extreme place in my world. Ze torrid and tacky wasteland that is ze dome of my shelter allows me a favored position of circumstance, despite what seems to be a place beyond reason. Upon this barren landscape, I am able to harden my ever-expanding skill set.

First Skill - Sneak: Ze most important skill to any perfect feline is ze ability to move undetected. Case-in-point: My humanoids do not know the route I traverse to reach ze roof. Beans is the only mortal on this Earth to know my secret path. Fortunately, he has also been practicing his own sneak skills, yet he is far from Militia Climbing Standards. In time.

Second Skill - Sight: Consider ze flying hawk. A most feared but highly respected enemy. I emulate ze hawk's perspective with a high, clear view that sharpens my eyesight to ze smallest and silliest of territorial infractions.

Third Skill - Bravery: A true test of acrobatic skills is ze aerial dismount. As one peers over ze edge of ze world, questions of existence are inevitable, unless of course you are Lé Toots. I welcome ze adrenaline pulsing through my tiny heart and, with one paw to steady myself, I leap. Falling through ze vertical space of my domain, ze air invigorates my beautiful fur. I prepare to land and test the ultimate strength and balance of my posterior.

Final Skill - Play: I find ze act of falling quickly to ze ground amusing. I admit that when I leap I occasionally utter a simple "O-U-I."

Be it land, air or sea, I will claim it. For I am Lé Toots and ze air is my playground.

Au revoir,

Lé Toots