Drabble: Fighting for Love
It was Snowbubbles who drew first blood, his head filled with the sweet scent and sensuous cries of Miss Fluffy, the feline queen of the neighborhood, now in heat. Graymalkin, his wounded ear unheeded, arched his back and spat, but he did not yield. This was a fight, to death if need be, to decide who would take Miss Fluffykins as his bride. Honor and valor would decide.
Hissing, Graymalkin advanced. The rivals waded into battle again, the outside world forgotten, warriors’ minds focused on each other and on the sacred goal. They fought on.
Meanwhile Twitch mated with Fluffy. Pin It Now!
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