Ignoring Azazel’s wandering, Tequila Sunrise glared down at the Tiny Kats in the world below. Growling, she hated her sister sitting pretty and surrounded by a successfully large family. If she was the dominant, she would have evicted the other pregnant females into the desert before they gave birth.
Turning her thoughts from one sister to the other, Tequila Sunrise’s growl evolved into a angry snarl as she noticed Leaf cuddled up with three young pups of her own.