The bright ginger she-cat was lying on a flat, wide stone, warmed by the sun. She purred and rolled onto her back, kicking her paws into the air. A butterfly flitted overhead; the ginger cat rolled to her paws and leaped up, clapping her paws, and caught the insect between them. She landed and peeked between her paws. She purred as the butterfly shot into the air and disappeared. The she-cat watched as two chipmunks chittered and tousled playfully across the river bank. ~ ~ ~ "Sunfeather?" The sleepy mew came from Silversky's nest.