A she-housefolk was crying in her room, a silver tabby she-cat rubbing against her door. A large, brown, tom-kit was stalking the tabby, clumsily crouching.
The kit leaped on the silver tabby, making her hiss in annoyance. She pelted away, her collar jingling.
The kit followed, his collar jingling.
"Danielle, get the cats! We're taking them to the adoption center!" An older housefolk yowled.
"No!" Danielle yowled back. "Can't we take them?"
The older housefolk yowled back. "Our new apartment doesn't allow pets!"
Meanwhile, the chasing cats had stopped.
"Milo.." The silver tabby meowed to the dusty-brown kit, Milo.
"What?" Milo mewed, stopping the chase.
" "What?" Milo, we're going to be thrown away, like those things in the silver bins!" The silver tabby hissed.
"Not a chance, Kelly." Milo squeaked to Kelly, the silver tabby.
Kelly groaned.
"Dani is CRYING, Milo. Carol is telling her to get us. They don't want us anymore!" Kelly cried.
Milo was frozen.
"They don't.. Want us?" Milo squeaked.
Kelly nodded.
"But.. Maybe not." Kelly tried to comfort Milo.
Milo's head was down, then it snapped up.
Milo pounced on Kelly, pinning her down and playfully biting her tail.
"Milo! I hate you!" Kelly snarled, hissing. She threw him off.
"You never deserved comfort!" Kelly hissed.
"It's just a game!" Milo mewed, as Kelly was running.
Milo followed, then lunged for Kelly.
He landed right in Danielle's arms.
Danielle sniffed, then put Milo in a grey cage.
"Danielle, what are you doing?" Milo mewed to his owner.
"Sorry, Milo." Danielle cried, Milo mewing as she put him in the cat-carrier.
She noticed Kelly was watching, and yowling.
Danielle leaped for Kelly, grabbing her in her palms.
She put Kelly in the cat-carrier, wiping her eyes.
"Mom, I got them!" She yelled.
Her mother had tears in her eyes, too. She grabbed Milo's cage, Danielle having the other cage.
I'm sorry..
They put the cats in the back of the van, in an area where they couldn't get hit by falling luggage.
Kelly was crying, mewling like a kitten.
Milo was mewling, too.
Kelly was rolling around in the cage, trying to get comfortable.
She felt the car start, crying out.
Her life would never be the same.