There are not many Superiors where I live but sometimes when I go out hunting I have to cross Ginger's territory. Sometimes to annoy him I might try and increase my own boundaries a bit by spraying a bit here and there in the hopes he won't notice. We have an uneasy truce most of the time but you can't call us friends.
I did upset him this light time though without intending to.
It was quite early in the light that I decided to have a prowl around the village as someimes there are interesting things happening.
There is a longlegs there who wears skin like a demented peacock who sometimes comes to my home and I can see the my 'The Him' is uncomfortable near her. This light there was an interesting smell near her home. I looked as I approached and saw what seemed to be a river of black, steaming and running from her home to her freeway to the road.
It smelt wonderful.
I confess that I like to know all that goes on around me and decided to follow the river up to the house. I stepped onto the grass and walked alongside the river drinking in this new and wonderful smell. The steam did bother me slightly as it seemed to feel a little warm. I had just reached the top of the river when the freeway opened and the peacock stepped out.
She doesn't like me and before there was chance for me to meet a pan of water I ran.
My mistake was to take the quckest route. Straight down the black , steaming river.
It was hot, and though I have good hard pads on my feet I could feel it. But I'm fast and knew it wouldn't take long for a Superior like me to get to the end. The only problem was I seemed to be slowing down........
When I reached the bottom I saw why. Some of the river had stayed on my pawsand was going hard. It looked like I had put on paws like the longlegs do but I couldn't take them off like they do.
I decided to go home and encountered my next problem. I could no longer walk quietly and surprise the rustling things or the flying things. The hardness on my paws made a noise when I walked. As I crossed Ginger's territory I left behind black pawprints that smelled and he heard me and saw me. Though I could see he was not happy with me he did not want to fight and just hissed. Until he saw my paws and laughed, and laughed.
I got home and jumped in my freeway as usual. There was a clatter as I landed and my 'The Her' looked up. I jumped to the floor and there the pawprints were again. My 'The Her' screamed and grabbed me holding me tight. She did not however stroke me as usual but ran with me to he small room where she added more smelling stuff to my paws to remove the black river stuff. It stank, but, It worked. I washed my paws and they tasted awful. I felt better though when my 'The her' picked me up again and hugged me. I could see pawprints I had left on the top skin she wears but she hugged me anyway.