Disclaimer: The words are mine, the Twilight is not, the inspiration to write Catward is not.
"They're brothers?"
"Yep."
"But..." She bent down closer to their level. "One's tall and long and fluffy, and the other's shorter and practically got no hair. And no tail."
I shrugged, too consumed with the fact that she was here, in my house, in my living room—all of her own free will.
"Wait, are they from the same litter?"
"Yep."
She looked back to me, a small smile on her pretty lips. "Which is which?"
Simon rubbed against her bent knee, bolting once she touched him. Nathan flicked a leg up and proceeded to lick his butt.
"Simon hid. Nathan's rude."