The mouse vs. the Thumbcat

Chapter 1  Enter the mouse: scritch, scritch, rustle, squeak. In the wall of the bedroom. He’d never been here before, and the surroundings were unfamiliar, making silent running an impossibility. Rustle. Rustle, scritch, rustle. ________________________________ ________________________________ Chapter 2 Enter Thumbcat, padding into the room on soft, silent cat paws. A simple hop onto the bed,… Read More The mouse vs. the Thumbcat