IvanThe little four-year-old brat, Jasper, was following me again. I thought I'd scared him off for good, but no such luck. He was sneaky like all cats. I know I terrified his mother and she worried I'd kill the little catnip. I wouldn't, but I'd be damned if he'd follow me and think he was getting away with it.I waited in my human form beside the marsh, hidden in thick reeds and grassy shrubs. He came into my line of sight in his cat form, which only pissed me off more. When he was close enough, I tackled his skinny little feline body and had him on his back with my hand at his throat in seconds. His feline stench only made me angrier. His back claws scratched down my chest as he continued to fight and hiss. I backed up a bit and tossed him ten feet away.No, cats don't always land on their feet. He slid across the water before sinking into a foot of water with a splash. Without a word, I shifted and ran. Then, I was pissed off again because it worried me that he wasn't smart eno
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