My Little Puggy Ch. 5
Opal didn't know how it kept happening, but the puppies had avoided knocking down and destroying items of the household. They were just plain lucky, she supposed. She was the one doing the tampering of Rarity's stuff with her clumsiness.
Well, it didn't matter now.
The puppies were trapped at the closed door that led to Rarity's room. They began shaking, whimpering with fear.
Excellent, thought Opal, giving herself a toothy smile. There was nowhere else for these little runts to run.
She could even see her reflection on the puppies' eyes, which suited her with satisfaction. She wanted to see herself give the scratching blow.
It was time these intruders were taught a little lesson on what would happen after drinking from a bowl that wasn't theirs. Rarity would be so proud when she saw what a good job her cat had done.
Opal slowly raised her right paw, brandishing its claws as if drawing a sword from its sheath. This made the puppies shut their eyes and embrace each other f