Faerie Deal With Mr Cat Man Chew
You have to have a power animal faerie’s mother told her.
She settled on a large white animal with a soft little purr.
That’s a cat, they are a danger to faeries, her mother said.
I don’t care, I love this one. I like sitting on his head.
The tomcat woke up and was astounded at the faerie.
She had wings that were beautiful – opalescent and airy.
Let’s be friends, the cat said, and maybe I won’t eat you.
So, this is the deal she made with Mr. Cat Man Chew.
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