Free Write #17: Nemesis

by on Mar.21, 2012, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Another free writing session. Let see what comes out of my head this time.


By Nojh Livic

She scampered after the ball of yarn, little paws barely finding purchase on the polished wood floor. A strand fell loose from the ball as it rolled away and she leapt, bringing her front paws down on the piece as if it might wiggle away were she to not put her full might upon it.

For a brief second, she was torn. The ball was rolling further and further away but the string would most certainly escape if she lifted even a single paw. She agonized for an eternity before she was off again, chasing the yarn ball. She would deal with the offending string later.

The ball was easy to catch for it had been tiring, its rolling growing slower and slower. Yet, when she used a paw to deal the death-blow, the ball would spring to life again and go zooming in a different direction. Each new direction required a sudden change in velocity that slippery wooden floors would not allow. More than once the ball had alluded her only because wall that the smooth floor decided to introduce her too.

This time was different however. The ball had rolled into a corner. A mistake she would make sure it would never make again. Letting loose a fierce hunting meow, she pounced the ball and pulled it close, sliding on to her side so she could bring her hind claws up to rake at it while her front paws held it close. She sank her fangs into the yarn. It tasted terrible and fuzz filled her mouth.

Hissing she pushed the yarn ball away and got back to her feet. The yarn had been tricky and tried to suffocate her with its foul insides. It was now limply rolling away from the corner. A small strand was sticking out one side. She had injured it. Now it was the time to go in for the kill.

She stalked after the ball, keeping low to the ground so it wouldn’t see her approach from behind. It slowed to stopped near the doorway and she laid low and observed. Slowly she calculated the exact distance between herself and her target. She lifted her hind legs in preparation. It wasn’t moving.

“Aww. Aren’t you so cute!” the girl gushed, giant hands swooping down to pick her up. “So fierce!” She was being wrestled into the girl’s arms. No amount of pawing kept the giant girl’s over whelming strength from clutching her. She watched as her nemesis grow smaller as she was lifted up so high. She mowed her challenge to the yarn even as the girl began rubbing at her ears. She did like that. But she had to vanquish her foe. Now the girl was rubbing her chin and it felt so good. She began to purr and let her head relax.

“I think someone is ready for bed, yes.” The girl coed as she continued her hypnotic petting. She was sure there was something she was supposed to watch, or to, or… The hand rubbed her from head to tail, repeating, and her entire body relaxed, all thoughts of conquest purred away.


Sometimes I feel bad for taking away my kitty’s toys late at night. Then I remember that she’ll keep me all up playing if I don’t. Plus she’ll just find another toy for me to take away in a few hours time anyway.

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