"Kitty!" For about fifteen minutes, the blonde had chased the animal around like a caveman chasing for food, except she didn't want to eat it. She just wanted to pet it. But the feline was much too quick and agile for Heather, though she was pretty swift too. But it quickly outsmarted her, and climbed up a tree; which it now stays, licking its paw with a smug grin.
If cats can talk, this one would laugh and taunt her. "Kiiiitty." The snowy cat gave a big yawn and curled on the branch. Crossing her arms, Heather glared at the cat. It had no effect.











