"Are we almost home, mama," she complained.
Lavender opened her mouth to say something in reply, but Stone spoke first."Canary, you need to practice hunting crouches and fighting moves. You know, you are 5 months old."
Canary sighed. Then she thought, grudgingly, You're no fun. This just isn't fair! Then, Canary meowed, "I just don't see why we have to do training in such cold weather. I don't even see or smell any prey. Plus, even if anything was out, the leaves make to much noise. The prey would simply run away."
Suddenly, Canary realized how rude she'd been. "I'm sorry," she meowed in a tiny voice.
Lavender glanced at Canary and purred, "It's okay. We're all very short tempered in the cold."
Stone purred playfully, "Everyone changes from joy to impatient, except Crow. He changes from impatience to even more impatience!"
Mrowing with joy, Canary hurtled herself at her father, paws first with her claws sheathed, and raked her paws across her father's flank. Lavender happily flung herself at Canary.
"No fair!" Canary cried in mock anger as Lavender pulled her off Stone's gray tabby pelt.
Then they all shook themselves off, and walked home.
******
Together, they all slept, Blaze, Crow, Sunset, Stone, Lavender and Canary, all of them sleeping in the peace, the peace that seemed it would last forever, but, would it?
-KittyLover8
© 2012
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