The sky had turned the deep red of evening afore the cats roused. The naughty cat languidly stretched, extending the claws on his front paws for a moment, before hopping off the couch to look for a meal to start the day - or night, as it would be.
A quick search of the kitchen area yielded an easily openable bag of cat food. The naughty cat had just started eating when the magical cat came in.
"Is there any of that left?" she asked, indicating the now open bag.
"Plenty. It was full before I started," he replied.
The magical cat greedily tucked in, famished after the events of the previous day.
Before long both cats had had their fill and they decided to set out on their quest.