My roommate had been good today. He had fed me twice, and I'd caught the string he'd been waving a lot of times. He'd even let me in late into the evening and petted my almost frozen fur with his warm hands.
It was time for a reward. I wanted to pet him too, and he'd pushed my head away when I'd tried to headbutt him and leave my scent on his face. So I was kneading his chest with my paws while I slobbered my scent on his chest, when the other roommate, the evil one who'd put me outside in the cold came into the room.
I tried to ignore him, but he came closer and reached for me. I hissed at him and crouched, ears flattened, tail switching behind me. He left me alone. I am ferocious and he cowered before my might. And now, it was time to curl into a ball and sleep on my roommate's chest.
