Short Stories.

Bitter.

   "Selfish."
     The siamese nodded, "Stubborn."
     The black kitten shook his head, "Stupid."
     The black cat smirked, his eyes glowing a dark green. He sighed through his small grin.
     The black kitten's eyes glowed an Egyptian blue, as he flicked his tail.
     The siamese laid down, her front legs crossed. Her eyes glowing a light sky blue.

     The cats trotted around a small circular gap, getting disgusted glares from fellow residences.
     They all stared down at the same dog awaiting. Glaring down in hate, knowing of the fact she would face the same fate. They knew she would be picked up and dropped from the exact same family portrait, out of which they had been cropped.
     The distaste in the three's eyes were covered with zero disguise. They were aware of this poor dog's future demise, aware that her head would be filled with blatant lies. The love she would be shown was fake, but it was bait so tempting for the abused to take. Though the cats knew it was a mistake, their bitter hearts could not give her a break.
     "Blind." The black cat said once more.
     "Ignorant." The siamese agreed.
     "Desperate." The black kitten affirmed.
     "Bitter." Spoke a feminine, but rough voice.
     The pair of three looked down, slightly shocked, the female dog had looked up and their eyes had locked. She smiled up and shook her head, now it was her turn to smirk up at the dead.
     "Your hearts are simply bitter, you scurry around and take it out on the living like some useless, dead critter. You know nothing of the present, yet you make my time here less pleasant." She spoke softly, a clearly angry statement, yet the young dog's sentence held no bite, "Bitter. Arrogant," the short dog chanted, "Selfish. But most of all, lost." She finished.