Love for a Cat

Willow's new home

Willow was carried out to the small parking lot in a tiny kitty cage. He could hear the pebbles crunching under their feet. Willow peeked out, looking back at the pound for a final time. As he was placed on the seat in the car, he could hear the man start up the engine. It roared, then their car pulled out of the tiny space. During the drive, Willow's cage rocked and moved. Then, he noticed a small house ahead.
When they pulled in the driveway, Willow's cage fell back. Then, he was lifted again.
Willow was let out, then he noticed another cat.
"Welcome to MY territory," he hissed to Willow. "Don't enter, then no cat gets hurt."
"Uh, hello. What's your name?" Willow changed the conversation quickly.
"Well, I'm glad you asked. The name's Cheetah, referring to the spots." Cheetah flicked his tail to his back, and Willow noticed the dark spots.
"My name is Willow." Willow purred.
After Cheetah padded away to his food bowl, Willow decided to go exploring. He looked around a small love seat, noticing a giant couch. He flopped on top of it, then looked around from a higher point of view. He noticed a staircase and next to that, a dining room with roses in vases on the table. Then, beyond that was the kitchen. Willow was too tired to go upstairs, so he stretched then fell asleep.