Purplewisp is looking for a Tom who will teach her what kindness is like

Purplewisp padded silently through the undergrowth. She could smell the scent of an intruder. She stalked the intruder deeper into the woods. Does it know where it's going, she thought. She crept up to where she saw it sitting by a small puddle. It was a strong muscular tom, obviously no match she could win if it came to a fight. I'm no pushover, she thought, and lept on the toms shoulders squarely.