my cats

The black tom ran through the trees. A beautiful silver she cat was beside him. The one he loved. He couldnt control his purring as they approached a ماند, خلوت خانہ that smelled of milk. When they entered tiny kits tackled him playfully. "Im dead!" the tom joked playfully and flopped on the ground as his kin squealed. The silver she cat began stroking his long silky فر, سمور with her tongue. He looked up to see her beautiful face. It was sweet natured and light and feathery. Suddenly she looked away and looked back at him. Her face was now a reddish rust color. "Mother!" he exclaimed. He closed his eyes at...

Jade trudged on, ignoring the aching in her legs and the bruises on her padds. She collapsed on a patch of bracken, panting to get her breath back. She heard a rustling in the leaves and slowly got up, following the mouthwatering scent. Jade stalked the mouse, as it nibbled on a seed. Determined to fill her growling belly, she stuck close to the ground, raising a paw slowly, ready for the kill. Summoning all the strength she could find in her battered body, Jade pounced, missing the ماؤس سے طرف کی an inch. Cursing under her breath, she gave chase, clenching her teeth as sharp thorns snagged at her...