Yang Xiaomao nestled in my arms and lazily stretched.
I looked at the several white slashes with closed eyes on my clothes. My skirt had almost been scratched into a hole.
"Show me your claws."
Yang Xiaomao stiffened and hurriedly shook her head. "Meow."
My gaze was firm and unyielding. "You don't get to refuse. Why keep your claws so long?"
"What trees do you need claws that long to climb?"
"Meow~ Mrr..." Yangyang was very aggrieved.
"You even dare to pick fights? Hmm... Who do you want to fight? There aren't any other kittens on Heavenly Sword Peak for you to compete with over territory." Of course, I knew cats were territorial. It was like an instinct within me; no one needed to teach me much for me to understand these subtle things.
Yang Xiaomao's territorial instinct was already quite strong.
She spent all day patrolling back and forth through the cave abode, clearly treating Mom's cave abode as her own territory and defending it.
That was why many adult cats let their kittens claim the original territory once they grew up, then went out to find another place to live.
Yang Xiaomao was still young, but her instincts were already taking shape.
A strong sense of territory was an instinct cats possessed.
It was the territory they would rely on to survive in the future.
Even a mother and daughter could come into conflict over territory as the kitten gradually grew up.
Adult cats avoided clashing with their kittens, and many would seek out another territory.
"Meow, meow, meow." Yangyang was miserable and really didn't like having her claws clipped.
She was already getting a little bigger. She kept her paws tucked away, not wanting them trimmed again.
Seeing how her daughter resisted, I angrily planted my hands