Everything started so harmlessly, on a perfectly normal, cool Sunday morning. Moonstone Paw, a black and white tomcat of noble descent, padded drowsy from the 'bedroom' of his cat family into the kitchen, which smelled temptingly of warm smoked salmon. But not for him. His siblings, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, great aunts and about three others sat smacking their lips in front of 23 bowls on the tiled floor and filled their bellies. Annoyed, Moonstone cleared his throat. One or two heads turned to him. "Hi Mondi!" Coco, his older brother, greeted him. "Ohh, now I accidentally ate your salmon too. I'm sorry!" The malicious tone in the brown's voice could not be ignored. If looks could have killed, there would now be one less European shorthair cat in this world. Moonstone would have loved to pounce on him, claw his fur and finally make it clear who was the strongest of the two, but not in front of his parents' eyes.With a low sigh, he turned his gaze over to the little queen who had tried that once. You could see clearly that she was on the lowest level of the family hierarchy. Big, frightened eyes, thin fur, emaciated, almost always trembling. The cat turned and ran across the cold tiled floor of the kitchen onto the soft carpet that had been laid all over the hall. Before, when he was a baby, his favorite pastime was rolling around on this rug, biting into it and chasing the fringes, but he was no longer allowed to do that. "Cats like us," said Uncle Harald, "are far too proud to roll around on a dirty carpet." The emphasis was on "too", "dirty" and "roll over". Being moonlong had never protested. He wasn't allowed to. To give free rein to his anger - he feared if he didn't he would eventually burst with anger or go crazy.

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Will be continued.Sry for the many "n" s, but that's not because of me, it's because of my keyboard, the N is broken and is also written if I just touch it very gently, which often happens ... * whir * It is actually not a FF, but a story that I probably want to have printed as a book at some point * diligently writing *. I am happy about praise as well as criticism, if it doesn't sound like this: "Your story sucks! Stop writing and delete the FF, otherwise I have to throw up!" Tell me if you don't like my FF , Why. If it's my writing style: Sorry, that's just the way it is ^ .-
If something is illogical: tell me what it is and I will improve it.
Spelling mistakes: Tell me, I appreciate any help ^^
Other: Just say I'll try to improve.
BUT! : Only if you say it in a really friendly way and not as mentioned above, otherwise I'll get angry and just ignore you.
Thank you for your attention & understanding.