The day was nothing but beautyful. A warm breeze stroking my fur whenever it would be touched, the sun shining brightly down at the garden my owner cared so dearly for, the scent of pretty flowers she raised with all the love she's got.
I switched positions and yawned a little tired. The warmth keeping me quiet comfortable. That was until I heard a rather loud bang just a little distance away.
Now curious I walked as quietly as possible in the direction of that disturbing tumult and what I saw by getting closer was quiet an off putting sign to me.
A really, REALLY big brown cat sat before a british fold. The poor thing was collapsed on the dirty floor and obviously it looked like they had been fighting. I pressed my ears flat to my head and my tail kept swishing in an aggressiv way.
I HATED stuff like that! He should take on someone in his class!
With that in mind I stomped over.
Just as the furry titan was going to strike again I jumped in front of him and hissed quiet loudly.
I know I'm a female and my owner didn't like it when I fought with others, but at this moment I couldn't care less.
The male took a step back. We knew each other quiet a while.
"Yune, get out of my way. That's not your buisness."
He said to me with a childish smile. I put my head a little to the side.
"As far as I'm concerned I won't let you hurt him anymore. Look for someone as heavy as yourself!"
Normally I wouldn't talk like that, but I had to keep my point clear. He looked at me and shook his head.
"Get away, kitty."
I switched to a fighting stance. Not with me big boy!
I bounced at him without another word and bit him in his back, striking his flesh with my sharp claws without feeling any kind of pity.
Yes, he might be big and strong, maybe even dangerous but he couldn't get me just because he couldn't reach his own back for the same reasons.
He tried for a rather long time, not wanting to give in to me while I turned my whole wight into force, sinking my fangs in as far as they could get. Deep crimson droplets of blood dyed his and my own fur a little and as it got trough his thick stone head that he couldn't win like that, he knew he had to surrender.
I let go of the wound I made and sat myself in front of him again, my fur looking quiet plushy, standing in the air.
He looked at me and sighed deeply.
"You won, but keep in mind, if you were a tom I would treat you differently."
I sat there quietly and began to groom my fur. Just because I knew how to fight didn't mean I didn't care for my appearence. I'm a lady after all.
He narrowed his eyes a bit, his gaze turned into something like affection.
"You know, you could be my mate. I would take you in every time."
I looked at him with one eye closed.
"Please. We had this talk before. I appreciate your kind offer, but I have to turn it down. I seriously believe it wouldn't actually work for us."
This was my earnst. We do fight way to often because I didn't like how he behaved when something didn't go his way.
He nodded and took his leave, looking quiet sad I might add.
I turned around and went to the other tom. I nudged him carefully and began to softly groom the fur on his head by licking.
"Hey. Are you alright? Can you stand up?"
I asked quietly. The male looked at me and seemed to be a little astonished.
He stood up slowly, but kept his left front leg of the ground. He was injured.
I looked at him worriedly. This could be a problem.
"Come with me. You can rest in my yard. It's not far."
I walked to his side and helped him to find his ballance, then we were off.
Slowly we made our way to my garden and I let him lay down on the nest of blankets my owner put out for me.
He got comfortable and then looked at me.
"I haven't thanked you yet love. I'm really grateful for your help with this babarian, but why did you do it? We don't know each other."
I smiled a little and sat down beside him.
"That might be true, but I hate it when the bigger ones think they can do as they please and just because we don't know each other doesn't mean we can't change the fact. I'm Yune. What's your name?"
He smiled a little and stood up a bit shakily.
"Where are my manners? I'm Scone and it's a pleasure to meet you deary ."
I closed my eyes a bit bashful. No one ever talked to me like that. Well, you see. I was the only female in my litter and had eight brothers. I had to learn how to stand my ground and the males who knew me know that.
Sadly, it made them all look at me as if I were a tom myself. They didn't ever see me as a female and that hurt quiet a bit.
Scone on the other paw kept talking to me like I were the most precious feline in the whole galaxy.
After our little encounter we got together far more often.
His owner, Arthur, came to get him after my owner saw Scone with me and we learned that our owners knew each other and even worked together.
Luckily, every time they had to leave us, one of them took us to one another so we wouldn't be all alone.

It kept going on for a while. Scone and I became the closest friends and he always would behave like a true gentleman in front of me.
Well, sometimes he could get infuriated and quiet mean, but he never turned this on me. More than that he ranted about his comrades and older brothers who took every chance to tick him off.
With in our time together I slowly felt myself falling for him in every possible way I could. Even his flaws and strange habits charmed me quiet a lot.
Sadly, even if I felt so strongly for my precious friend, I didn't knew how he thought about myself.
I couldn't believe that someone as well raised as him would feel anything other then friendship for a rascal like me.
He was simply someone who deserved a fine soft mannered lady at his side......

It was one of those days as we were alone in his owners house.
I laid down on the sofa and poundered to myself about what I should do with this situation. Should I talk to him about my feelings?
Or should I keep my mouth shut and secure the friendship we held up so dearly?
At this moment he jumped up to me and began to groom the soft, plushy fur on my ear affectionally.
"Yune? Is something the matter? You are far to quiet right now."
I looked up at him and sighed.
"Can I tell you something Scone? But you can't laugh at me for telling you! Please promise."
I begged him a little scared about the future.
He sat up straight and looked at me with serious eyes, nodding his head once as to promise me and waited for me to tell what was going on.
I sat up myself and looked on the ground. This was quiet hard for me.
"I.....so......you see......well....."
I didn't know how to say it. This would be my very first confession about anything like that and I couldn't know how to do it properly.
Scone just looked at me, his gaze turning into a soft look and took a step forward.
He rubbed his head against my cheek and kept me close by. I purred softly as he began to groom my fur anew and so I got comfortable with it in no time.
He kept going a while, then laid down beside me.
"Love? Can I ask you something?"
I nodded. Why shouldn't he ask me what he wanted to when I'm not able to do it myself? I were simply being pathetic.
"Yune, we are friends for quiet a while now and I think we hold each other really dearly. So......will you.....be my mate?"
I opened my eyes wide and looked at him. What did he just say?
I got up again and kept looking at him. I began to purr loudly and nussled myself in his side.
"Yes. I would love this."
He purred in content and licked my ear some more, nipping it in the most loving way possible.
"So, you wanted to ask....."
".....the same."
I answered and smiled.
Best day ever!!!!

Late that evening our owners returned and saw us on the sofa. Curled up within together and fur quiet a little disheveled. Arthur raised one of his.....huge.....eyebrows and looked at my owner Rosalia, the country of Cardelia.
"I think we might get a little busy in the future love."
The woman beside him giggeled a little and smiled.
"I don't care. More important is that this could be the cutest kittens ever. Oh, how I hope this will happen."
England smiled softly at the other nation.
"Cardelia. Could it be you like babies a lot?"
"Yes."
She smiled.
"I want to have one myself, but as for my cat no man has the courage to get near me or ask me out. I don't know what I do wrong. I think in the end I'm simply not pretty and lovely enough."
She sighed heavily. This was a case that hurt her greatly, but she couldn't change how she was.
Arthur looked at her shocked.
"Oh no love. Don't even think that. You are wonderful! Yes, you can fight like a whole bunch of man, but that's your very own spice! You are made of sugar, spice and all this beautyful things. Just like a lovely melody. Don't forget that and.....I would love to take you out. If you like, that's it."
The woman looked shocked, but the next moment she jumped on him and hugged him.
"I would love to go on a date with you England. I would simply love to!"
She laughed and England smiled fondly at her.
After two more years the country of Cardelia was married to England and a new bond was made and they were just the best team.
As for there cats, let's just say Yune had her happiest days with her mate and her kittens. Her very own little heaven.

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