Varjak Paw

Silently staring out of the dirty window, Varjak wished he could go outside.He could imagine it so well, his ever so clean paws touching the wet muddy grass, breathing in the outside air ,running around with all that space. But because he was a mesapitan blue he wasnt allowed. Ever. The rain beated down on the window as if it were tear drops.Varjak jumped down and pattered into the hallway. He could see Julius looking in the mirror smirking. Varjak caught a glimpes of himself his amber eyes shineing as bright as the moon. Everybody else had emarald green eyes. Varjak was different. Infact the only thing they all had in common was thier fur. It was a silvery blue and very soft and sleek. Whenever the sun managed to peep through the clouds, it shined against thier furs making it shiny.Varjak walked into the frontroom and lay by the warm orange fire.