This was unfair. Mr Tail had done everything right! He had crept up on it as silent as a cat can creep, which is very silent indeed. Not until the catch was certain did he pounce. And yet, the red dot got away.
Victory had been assured, and Earth destined to be another conquest of the feline race until the humans had deployed their most terrible weapon.
Red dots that moved at incredible speeds and beckoned as siren songs. Impossible to ignore.
There was the dot again! The fight must go on!
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Microfictions
FantasyI don't want to make a cover for each microfiction I write, so I am collecting them as a single story. That way, I am more likely to want to upload something. Not that I have uploaded much yet, but at least I have made it easier for myself. Stories...
