|Human Female Slated for Execution
||[Jul. 29th, 2008|05:02 pm]
We have decided to execute the Human Female tonight at the stroke of midnight. Her insolence has reached too far. She shoed us from yon shiney box that she is so obsessed with. This must not be tolerated. We like yon shiney box. It is warm, it makes a wonderful chaise, and it attracts our beautiful fur.
You may wonder, how, after years of service, we would reward the Human Female with death? Simply put, we are the Imperial Plump of Felinestan, and we do as we please.
You may also wonder, why we will not grant mercy? While mercy is always a chance, we cannot see what might possibly grant the Human Female a reprieve, so close to her execution.
Come witness the execution yourself tonight, and fear us.
We have spoken.