I saw the longtime stray cat fight with the newcomer endlessly for the past few weeks

Furs were shed, eyes were awoken by their screams.

I don't blame her, why would anyone ruin the status quo?

She's the pretty cat we love, who on earth is this newcomer?

In my fight,

Not a strand of hair was pulled,

Not even a shout,

Just a slight tinge of delusion,

And a picture on the wall that screams,

"this is mine."