I'm not raising a thief, I'm raising a bored kitten
Snowball blinked sleepily. His long lashes brushed against his fluffy cheeks as he peered up at his mother, who cuddled the tiny bundle of fluff that was Snowball to her breast and stroked his soft white fur gently.
His blue eyes met Isabelle's red ones and held her gaze with curiosity and contentment.
Phoenix, who watched the whole encounter unfold, reached over with one hand to pet the tiny fluffball lovingly. His slim fingers slid along the kitten's soft fur in smooth strokes
Snowball yawned, his pink tongue sticking out briefly before retracting back into his mouth, and he leaned back slightly to rest his weight on his front paws.
His head turned to the side to get a better angle to lick at his shoulder.
"Good boy~" Isabelle cooed at the sweet baby kitten, kissing his tiny white head.
Snowball turned back towards Isabelle once he finished cleaning himself. His tail flicked in satisfaction, and he lifted a paw to groom it lazily.