meow you'll pay!

The acrid scent of feline piss burned her nose and the nightmare planned to live up to her title once she found the offender that was daring to mark her own as it's. It seemed her father had the same idea and she moved to his right side, eyes turned towards the trees above. She made a bright target under this much canopy at night, so she was sure to keep him out of range of her glow. Let the cat think this fight was one on one, and maybe it would get brave. She was keen to tackle the thing head on anyway, her nearing maturity wreaking havoc on her emotions. A fight would do her some good.

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