The cat had been missing for weeks, but tonight it returned—wearing a crown. Not only that, but an army of cats escorted him as if he were their king. Before I knew it, there were more than 100 cats everywhere.
An imposing army of cats lined up, as if they were part of a royal court. With a soft meow, the king approached, and instantly, a murmur of purrs echoed.
The cats began to enter the house, filling every corner; some with such unusual coats that they looked like little tigers. The entire kitchen became a kingdom for the soft-pawed felines.
As the cats settled in, the king climbed onto the mantelpiece, looking majestic.
“Dear human” he began to speak
“I have been chosen to be the king of felines, and I have returned to share my new wisdom with you”
I couldn't help but smile. At that moment, I understood that these cats were not mere pets; they were creatures who had been waiting for a leader. I promised to take care of them and provide them with a home, so my house became their castle.
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