Cat Tales
Chapter 1: Cats and Dog Boys
Sango-sama
Disclaimer: You've heard it all before. Don't own Inuyasha, etc, etc, etc.
Author's notes follow.
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I had sprawled out in the windowsill in the girl's room, one paw hanging limply in the air. The sun was peering through, warming through my white, black, and brown fur to tickle at the sensitive skin underneath. It felt really nice.
The girl had just stomped in, black hair flying about. She was back from one of her frequent trips through the well house outside. Curiously, I lifted my chin slightly and slitted my eyes open, just enough to see the angry redness of her face and the tiny tears which clung to the edges of her eyes.
Lovely. Just returned and already she's angry. Two guesses who caused this and the first two don't count.
Honestly, he's likeable enough for a dog, but you'd think he'd wizen up just a little after causing her pain so many times.
She slammed her bag down on her bed and stomped over to her desk. "Fine! See if I care then! If he's going to act like that, I'll just stay here and study."
The sun had sunk below the horizon.
After an hour or two of frantic page turning, her head had sunk down into the pages and she fell asleep. Must be tiring at wherever she had been staying.
I was about to settle down myself, but my instincts clawed at me.
3…
2…
1…
Hello, Doggie. You're right on time.
His claws dragged over the glass, scratching lightly at the window as he perched himself on the nearest tree. He peered into the darkened room, seeing the girl sleeping at her desk.
He tried to quietly slip a claw through the outside of the glass to the bar holding the window in place.
I sat up and stared at him. If he did get it open, he'd try to boot me from my very comfortable sleeping space.
Stare.
No, doggie. You are not getting in here.
Stare.
So, you can stare back. Well, that's nice.
Stare.
Stare.
Stare.
"Baka neko…" he muttered, jumping down out of the tree and trudging back toward the well house.
Baka?
Honestly! I don't know why they think I'm stupid. I mean, he's the one who can't figure out how to use the front door…
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Cats strike me as funny, always acting like people do. So I wrote this. I'll be doing a bit of research before I continue, because I'm looking for the name of what type of creature Kirara is. Sadly, I know what they can do…just not what they're called! -_-
Chapter 1: Cats and Dog Boys
Sango-sama
Disclaimer: You've heard it all before. Don't own Inuyasha, etc, etc, etc.
Author's notes follow.
**********************************************************************
I had sprawled out in the windowsill in the girl's room, one paw hanging limply in the air. The sun was peering through, warming through my white, black, and brown fur to tickle at the sensitive skin underneath. It felt really nice.
The girl had just stomped in, black hair flying about. She was back from one of her frequent trips through the well house outside. Curiously, I lifted my chin slightly and slitted my eyes open, just enough to see the angry redness of her face and the tiny tears which clung to the edges of her eyes.
Lovely. Just returned and already she's angry. Two guesses who caused this and the first two don't count.
Honestly, he's likeable enough for a dog, but you'd think he'd wizen up just a little after causing her pain so many times.
She slammed her bag down on her bed and stomped over to her desk. "Fine! See if I care then! If he's going to act like that, I'll just stay here and study."
The sun had sunk below the horizon.
After an hour or two of frantic page turning, her head had sunk down into the pages and she fell asleep. Must be tiring at wherever she had been staying.
I was about to settle down myself, but my instincts clawed at me.
3…
2…
1…
Hello, Doggie. You're right on time.
His claws dragged over the glass, scratching lightly at the window as he perched himself on the nearest tree. He peered into the darkened room, seeing the girl sleeping at her desk.
He tried to quietly slip a claw through the outside of the glass to the bar holding the window in place.
I sat up and stared at him. If he did get it open, he'd try to boot me from my very comfortable sleeping space.
Stare.
No, doggie. You are not getting in here.
Stare.
So, you can stare back. Well, that's nice.
Stare.
Stare.
Stare.
"Baka neko…" he muttered, jumping down out of the tree and trudging back toward the well house.
Baka?
Honestly! I don't know why they think I'm stupid. I mean, he's the one who can't figure out how to use the front door…
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Cats strike me as funny, always acting like people do. So I wrote this. I'll be doing a bit of research before I continue, because I'm looking for the name of what type of creature Kirara is. Sadly, I know what they can do…just not what they're called! -_-