furry fury

the babies fight over everything. food, bed, affection, attention, and sometimes out of boredom.

he’s bigger and stronger and can pin her down. she’s more fearless. she has no qualms running full speed at him across the bed to knock him over the edge, even taking herself along with the fall. 

they both have bite marks on their legs from the other– but small playful punctures, rather than bleeders. 

this is not funny, but i think they will be very lonely if i kept them apart.


Author: c

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