Adventures
"Not again," Tiny cried as she heard the crashing clamor approaching, she wasn't afraid but only tired. It had been weeks of rigorous training and she just wanted to rest herself in her usual comfort. Things had been much better when travelling with Sir Cosmo, or Mumu the Magnificent, but she sighed, she would have to deal with this now and again.
"Training time!" Gremlin announced as he leaped to the soft ground where Tiny had found to nap. A wicked smile across his face. Where Tiny acted in discretion, with subtle and careful movements, Gremlin didn't know the meaning of grace, only agility. In his youthful exuberance he insisted Tiny to learn these things as well, and so these training sessions became almost constant throughout the day.
Sighting his subject he leaped into the air to tackle. Dodging was no use for tiny though, instead she pulled back to fight in the tussle, grabbing him as he landed. The two spun around until falling from the peat-like platform onto the hard ground below, Tiny saw her chance in her tormentor's momentary shock, she bolted away again to find somewhere safe. Getting higher would be good, there she would be safe from her graceless friend. He was just catching up as she leaped in the air to catch the ledge. A satisfying thud echoed below.. escape at last, and some well deserved rest.
(Why am I writing about my cats as if they were adventurers.. well why not?)
"Training time!" Gremlin announced as he leaped to the soft ground where Tiny had found to nap. A wicked smile across his face. Where Tiny acted in discretion, with subtle and careful movements, Gremlin didn't know the meaning of grace, only agility. In his youthful exuberance he insisted Tiny to learn these things as well, and so these training sessions became almost constant throughout the day.
Sighting his subject he leaped into the air to tackle. Dodging was no use for tiny though, instead she pulled back to fight in the tussle, grabbing him as he landed. The two spun around until falling from the peat-like platform onto the hard ground below, Tiny saw her chance in her tormentor's momentary shock, she bolted away again to find somewhere safe. Getting higher would be good, there she would be safe from her graceless friend. He was just catching up as she leaped in the air to catch the ledge. A satisfying thud echoed below.. escape at last, and some well deserved rest.
(Why am I writing about my cats as if they were adventurers.. well why not?)