The last chapter,a short one.Enjoy!
I decide to take a stroll to my secret hideaway.And find that another cat has found it and that cat is the worst cat in the world.Heather.
Heather looks around in satisfaction at my hideaway as I creep up behind her.
I pounce and bowl her over.She yowls in surprise "Gingerslip? What are you doing in my home" she meows.I stop "your home?" I meow
"you stole my hideaway just like you stole my brother" I growled.
Heather smirks and flicks her claw "maybe I did" she mumbled "but what are tou going to do about it? Cry to your mother?"
she stuck her tongue out and turned her back to me and started pacing "got to admit I like what you've done with the place" she meowed
Heather paused "I know this cute tom named Plume" she meowed "Stormsplash told me how your mate died a couple of moons ago" I nodded stiffly
Heather sat down and wrapped her tail around her perfectly neat paws. I looked down at my muddy ones and hid them with my tail.Heather smiled "Plume you know? The cat my poor Storm was scared of" she meowed.
"you look line you've recovered from losing him so how about try another one" I shook out my fur "another one?" I ask.
Heather nods "you know? Storm is my eleventh I've had plenty other mates,can I tell you a secret Gingerslip" she said and didn't wait for me to answer.
"just because your mate dies doesn't mean you can't love and I've got to admit,Storm is my favourite so far" she meows.
"anyway,I love your brother and he loves me pretty soon he won't havr any time for you and he'll be all mine" she meowed amd gave a little skip.
Then she sashayed out of my hideaway.