3 Tarou (2/2)

The cat had black fur all over -this cat will look almost invisible in the dark that he almost missed it.

'Perhaps an alliance with something more powerful could help him too.'

In a series of cautious squeaks, the mouse asked, ”Are you talking to me?”

Understanding what the mouse just said through a series of squeaks, Mina couldn't help but feel amazed. 'Awesome! This is so cool.'

Curious on her newfound skill, she probed the mouse even more. ”Do you understand birds too?”

The mouse, losing some of its fear, quickly squeaked back, ”Yes, you can talk to other animals they will understand you. Bah! You are a stupid cat!”Of course, the mouse did his best to avoid calling the cat stupid but he couldn't help it. Everyone knew they could speak to each other without any problems. You can even talk to fish!

This animal was acting so weird, but he can't let his guard down or else he will end up on the pit of a cat's stomach.

While the mouse was trying to figure out whether this cat will harm or not, the animal in question was feeling elated about all her new discoveries. Being an animal was better, after all, she thought once again. You don't even need translators to talk to another creature.

”Mouse, is there anyone else in this hut?”

”No, the humans who lived here were gone when I came.”

So, it was an abandoned hut after all.

She continued to be curious why she was there and why she became a cat, but she could mull over those things later.

”Mouse, do you have a name?”

”I'm just a mouse, I have no name.”

”How come you have no name? How do other animals call you?”

”Like how you do.”

”Mouse???”

All she heard was an affirmative squeak.

'This is awful, this animal doesn't even realize that it needs a proper name!'

The mouse inched closer, curious about how the cat was acting. Such strange questions. Why would a mouse like him need a name?

Remembering her favorite cartoon character, she looked at the mouse with its chubby cheeks. ”From now on your name will be Tarou.” The cat approached the mouse and extended its paw to shake hands. Afraid to hurt little Tarou, she decided to just pat its head instead.

Seeing the sharp claws the mouse shook in fear, looked at the cat and pleased dearly, ”Please, don't eat me. I'll give you everything even the meat from the bandit's house”