Below is my entry for this week's Five Sentence Fiction.http://lilliemcferrin.com/
The topic was 'blades'.
He entered the room, desire in his predatory eyes.She watched him, fascinated by the power of his body. His muscles undulated as he walked, rippled across his shoulders. She relented, and prepared to give him what he so obviously craved.
He lowered his head, the goal attained, and his whiskers grazed the bowl as he lapped up the milk.
Movement nicely captured. Knowing cats, I can guess what he was prepared to do with his blade-like claws had he not gotten what he wanted. :)ReplyDelete
Thanks! Cat ownership = great reflexes!Delete
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I like your memory rule.ReplyDelete
Yes, you were singing my song!Delete
Speaking as a cat person, this was well done!ReplyDelete
Thanks, Ann. Good to hear from another member of the club!Delete
Lovely description! I could see my black cat acting this out!ReplyDelete
In our house it's a dreaded moment called 'cat hunger', rousting us out of bed each morning.Delete
Cats are all-powerful. And sexy.ReplyDelete
Dogs are creeps, always out to please.
I love them both. (is that blasphemous to a cat lover?)
Far from it. Growing up, my family always had both a cat and a dog. I gotta say I think I preferred the dogs. Now I'm just too lazy to take care of one. Selfish. In fact, cat-like!Delete