'If you continue like this, you will get into trouble,' she spoke concerned. 'Child, don't be so stubborn. Look at the good life people give us. It isn't asking to much to be willing to keep their homes free of mice, then, isn't it?
'But I find it scary to kill something,' the kitten answered. 'It also seems very distasteful to me. I don't want any squirming squeaking little critter in my mouth.' No matter what her mother said, she refused to maul any animal. The other kittens tried to appear as fierce and dangerous as possible to each other. They started teasing her more and more. They thought she was a scaredy-cat and called her 'mouse'. The kitten could not explain it, but she knew she was not afraid. She only felt it was not appropriate to hurt other animals. Of course they played wild games with each other, in which they sometimes hurt each other. But that was play. No, animals were not meant to be caught. She would have no part of it. Because of this she felt more and more like an outsider.
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