Around 37 years later
Creek
I sat watching the third argument that had sparked between my sister and a random Badger that day.
"Why do you care if I'm standing here!? Just move on with your day!"
River... she was..always pretty..contrary. But in her defense, the Badger was being a jackass.
"Jeez Cat just move! I have better things to do than stand around here yelling at you!"
"Well then go around! Creek, you agree that this Badger is being unnecessarily rude, right?"
Oh, joy to the world.
"Well- I- uh yes?"
The Badgers eyes narrowed and I started to stutter.
"Got something to say kit?"
"We'll be leaving now. Have a nice day!"
River glared at the Badger as she bid him a farewell, and then promptly dragged me to our dens.
"Ugh!! Why must the Badgers get everything they want!? It's not as if they're any better than us! Yet they still think they can order us around!"
I lay patiently in my nest, listening to my sister ramble for the millionth time about the unfairness Cats faced.
Then, a look of realization crossed her face.
"I know! We can hold a protest!"
Here we go again.
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The Cats and The Badgers-COMPLETED
General FictionI sat patiently in the center of the Warren, listening to Seth ramble to hell and back for the millionth time on the exact reason and excuse for why the Badgers could order us around like robots. ''Us'', being Cats. Over and over, he tells the same...
