red fish was bored. really bored. he was sitting on the roof of his house, but the town didint bring him any joy anymore. what truly brought him joy was outside. grass apon grass apon grass, followed by trees apon trees, who knew what else was out there! he wanted to live there. it would be hard, red fish knew, but he could do it. right? he didint want to be in the twolegplace anymore. he. its something that red fish had been called his whole life, but he diidnt exsactly like it. he thought threre were no other options, but if theres other options of where to live, then there were other optons for what to be called. right? ya, right. red fish is leaving kittypets. additonally they now go by they/them pronouns.
