Chapter 3 The Cats
There were two growls, and a playful roar outside his door. He bounded over, wiping his face with the back of his hand, and opened the door, quickly moving to the side before opening it.
A medium sized Panther, and a leopard ran into his room in a frenzy, leaping gracefully onto his bed. The faced him, and growled angrily. The growls turned into almost human laughter, and smirks. They shivered, and turned into two beautiful twin girls. Sam, and Cat were Peter's twin sisters.
Samantha had light green eyes and dark brunette hair with dirty blond highlights. She had a pointed nose, and a thin face with full lips. She had her hair curled loosely, framing her face. Her fraternal twin Catlyn had pure blond hair and dark blue eyes with a rounded nose. She has thin lips and a full face. Sam wore a lot of yellow and black while Cat wore pink and black.
"Hey Petey." They greeted him. Their smiles were just as soft as he remembered Momma's to be. The looked at him sideways, and ran across the room, leaping into his arms.
"We haven't seen you all month." Sam sighed.
"We missed you, Petey." Cat's eye's were a bright green.
"I missed you, Sammy. I missed you, Cat. I'm lucky to have two wonderful little sisters." He punctuated each of their names with a kiss to their forehead.
The spun from his arms with a cat-like grace. After they had all settled on the bed, Cat gasped.
"That look! Every married person in The Third World has it! You found your soul mate!" She screamed the last sentence so loud that Sam, and Peter flinched.
"Would you shut up? I don't want the entire realm to know."
"I'm sorry. What's she like?"
"I can tell just by looking at her that she's a spitfire. She's beautiful, and funny, and I just want to know everything about her, and then more." Peter had a far away look in his eyes, but was snapped out of it by a tug on his heart.