Waking up with my sand coated fur was fun. My body felt dried out and I knew my tongue would be as well once I start cleaning myself.
I shook my body, to try and save my mouth from being super dry, and poof lots of sand particles flew into the air away from me. I think I might be lazy and go to the waterhole and wash off that way, I would need to go there to get my mouth wet again regardless.
Bounding out of my home I trotted to the waterhole diving in I felt all the sand float away. I was probably the only cat willing to do this anyway. Scaredy cats of water, I tilted my head down and started to lap water up as I padded afloat.
Once I had my fill I swam back to the shore and shook my body. I then started to lick my body starting with my back and tail working my way up to my head. Suddenly a male plopped beside me, a tortoiseshell.
"Hey," he says with a bump of his head on my shoulder. I turned around from him and continued cleaning. "Hey, let me help you, please" He purred out.
"I am in no need of assistance of you, now leave me alone," I hissed out. I got up and started to walk home, tail twitching in frustration.
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World of Cats(2)
RomanceHumans are dead. They killed themselves by a nuclear bomb. That very same bomb evolved all the animals on earth. They all are ruled my animal instincts, act like animals but now can think like any other human. The animals are running the world now...
