More regrettably, Little White Cat herself did not get to feel smug for long.
After the black cat had been frightened into fleeing in disarray, the mother cats did indeed retreat. But the tomcats began rubbing their paws together again, eager to give it a try. Their foremost target was naturally a certain Little White Cat who could sit upon the "throne" of the Cat Fruit Tree and seemingly stand her ground against the black cat.
Even if that kitten was "suspected" of not having come of age yet?
No matter. A sniff would make that clear.
Besides, that big-shot black cat was not around.
And so, less than a minute after the black cat fell from the Cat Fruit Tree, Little White Cat tumbled down after him, shrieking as she fled in panic.
Jiang Xiao Mao had not run far before she heard a muffled burst of snickering from the bushes nearby. She looked closely and found the black cat who had fled not long ago.
Little White Cat screeched to a stop, made a sharp turn, halted in front of the black cat, and let out a ferocious roar. "Meow!"
The black cat turned his head aside, raised a paw, and waved it, indicating that this was not his fault and he would not take the blame. But judging by his shaking shoulders and trembling whiskers, Little White Cat easily determined that he was gloating.
Naturally, she could not tolerate such a situation.
Thus, the bushes immediately erupted into chaos, dirt flying everywhere. Several tree spirits that had been hiding in the shrubs digging for grass roots were startled by the two cats' scuffle and fled back into a nearby oak hollow.
Of course, calling it a fight was an exaggeration. For certain vague reasons, Zheng Qing was