ukasha khan

The Cat and the Mouse

In a quiet old cottage tucked at the edge of a sun-dappled forest, there lived a cat named Silas. With fur as black as midnight and eyes sharp as polished emeralds, Silas was known to be a skilled hunter. He moved like smoke—silent, swift, and always watching. The humans who lived in the cottage were away more often than not, leaving Silas in charge, and he liked it that way. It meant the house was his kingdom.