Short, quick, icky. I don't like it. :P
Obsessed
The tortoiseshell she-cat crept up on the unsuspecting blue jay, her pointed claws unsheathed and ready to attack. Her pink nose twitched as
she kept her blue-eyed gaze on the creature. Muscles bunched together as she crouched, then launched herself at the bird.
A warning call escaped the bird's yellow beak, but it was quickly silenced as the she-cat deftly bit into its neck. It fell, limp and bloody, to the
ground. The she-cat purred and picked it up and then turned around to face a golden-brown tom.
"Very good catch, Poppyfrost!" the tom mewed. He flicked his tail over the she-cat.
"Thanks, father," Poppyfrost meowed through the bird. She dropped it and looked at her growing stomach, heavy with Berrynose's kits. "I'm so
excited! Berrynose was thrilled when I told him about our kits."
Brackenfur nodded. "You'll be a very good mother. I am so proud of you."
"He's going to kill me for being out of the nursery…," she mewed, flicking her tail.
"Poppyfrost!" a tom's voice yowled angrily. A creamy tom came charging up to Poppyfrost, waving his tail in her face. "What are you doing out of
the nursery? Our kits could come any day now!" he hissed.
The she-cat smiled and flicked him with her tortoiseshell tail. "Calm down. I'm pretty sure they aren't going to suddenly come right this instant,"
she purred. The angry look on her mate's face softened slightly.
"I still think you shouldn't be out here," he complained.
"Oh, Berrynose!" Poppyfrost laughed. "You are so obsessed!"
Meh. --brackenfurlover