บท 423: I'm not a playmaker, I'm a kitten chew

Snowball wanted to play.

Not nap.

Nope.

Play.

Which was good. Kittens needed more than food, sleep, and snuggles. Play was also important.

But her baby kept pouncing and nibbling on her fingers while she was innocently laying there!

The fluffy boy then decided she was his prey.

Little white fuzzy predator, attacking the innocent sleeping victim.

He nipped her finger gently.

And then when she tried to pretend she didn't feel it, he grabbed her wrist in his little mouth, gave her a couple of little tugs, and then let her go, scampering off.

It didn't take long before he reappeared on the bed. There was a twinkle of mischief in his pretty blue eyes and he pranced along the covers, paws raised high with each step.

She hummed and squinted at her little baby, his tail raised high and proud. "What are you scheming, my baby?"