midnight run

Ace walked about the room quietly meowing to himself. Tory wasn't letting him mate and that always irked him whenever she didn't let him have his way. Yes, Tory was being bitchy with him. So Ace was going to punish her.

Ace saw her by the water bowl and made a dash at her. He chased her under the dresser, where she stayed, glaring at him balefully with her flame-orange eyes.

*Get away from me you pervert.* Tory stared at him. Ace was stronger than she was and if he wanted to, he could chase her around the room. But one thing he couldn't do was have his way with her when she was not in heat and not in any kind of mood for sex. It just wasn't going to happen.

Ace walked away, went onto the bed, groomed himself for a while, humped on Shag and then lay down for a rest. *Mission accomplished.* Ace had shown Tory who was boss--in a little way, at least.


Under the dresser, Tory sighed to herself. She knew spring was coming and her heats would return. She loved mothering kittens, but Ace was such a pain sometimes.

She watched Ace walk his fluffy cream-and-white rear end away and she came out from under the dresser and walked out into the Room once more. The girl petted her when she hopped on the bed. Tory purred her loud, loud purr. It was a purr that could be heard from across the room and one that she had given to her son Shag.