|I feel like writing...
||[Oct. 29th, 2012|07:28 pm]
|[||Tags|||||bramble, cats, violet||]|
|||||What Hurts the Most||]|
...so write I shall!
I stalked through the thorny brush, my unusually fluffy tail trailing behind me. Every so often poofs of snowy white fur would be caught and violently ripped away, but I ignored the sharp twinges. Ears plastered forwards, I pressed my stomach against the dewy grass and eyed my prey: a large, juicy squirrel with peculiar green-gray eyes.
With the mightiest yowl I could muster, I pounced and tackled my best friend, Bramble. Startled, he threw me off his back, and between my claws were only remnants of his sooty fur. "Violet!" he spat as I wriggled from his grasp. Weaving between his paws and tripping him, sending the young tom flying backwards. Planting my calico paws on his chest, I huffed in his face.
"Caught'cha, Bramble!" I mewed, now sitting comfortably on his furry chest.
"Hey, Violent!" he panted, chest heaving. "What do you eat, Violent?" he asked, rolling over and sending my fluffy frame into the grass, belly-up. I bared my teeth in mock irritation, and a shy smile cracked Bramble's white muzzle. Mission accomplished, I thought, happily twitching my tail tip. As Bramble settled next to me, I twitched my ear in his direction and pretended not to be paying attention, but underneath my mask my heart seemed to flutter.
I dunno if I'll continue this...I like it so far though. :D Violet is my cat-sona. Bramble represents someone I used to know.