Seems the day of All Hallow's Eve has came once again. Unfortunately, some felines I know are getting a bit more tricked than treated this night.

Damion was rather proud of his costume this year. Not only had he come up with the idea for it himself but, he had even made every single part of hit by hand. He had even found the perfect wig and hair dye for it. It was admittedly a shame that he didn't really have any plans to go in it tonight and have others see his masterpiece. Oh well, at the very least, the Torracat always had his brother. Speaking of which, at some point in the night, Kenneth came bursting into his room, half-dressed and in a state of panic. To top the pile awkwardness off, the Torracat was in the middle of getting his costume on.

Here's from myself and the Polks-Castle brothers, Wishing you a wonderful (and safe) Halloween!!