Kenya kittens. CC2.0 photo by Kerri Lee Smith.

Kenya kittens. CC2.0 photo by Kerri Lee Smith.

Xiang Min Heulwen lay sprawled across the grass with one arm crooked under her head, her free hand shading her eyes against the sun, a warm breeze caressing her face and tousling stray wisps of hair.

Her eyes opened slightly as she heard the tinkle of a little bell, then closed again languidly as soft velvet brushed against her cheek and loud purring filled the air. “Felix…” she murmured as the young feline made another pass. She felt the furry muzzle pause beside her ear then she heard the cat whisper gently.

“No, not Felix my dear.”

Her eyes flashed wide open. “Rasputin!”

“I told you it was no good shifting to another dimension, nobody ever escapes me.”

“Bastard!” she screeched, raising her head and shoulders off the ground, then collapsing again.

“Oh, are you trying to move? I’m afraid that will be impossible, I used quite a potent toxin on you just now.”

Her mind flashed an image of the cat licking her face. “B..b…bu…” she stammered, saliva pooling under her tongue and dribbling out of the corner of her mouth.

The cat chuckled softly. “Goodbye, Gladiator Heulwen.”

Her disbelief and frustration faded into incoherent rage as she slowly lost consciousness.


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35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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