He is a frisky as ever.
He loves attacking everything.
Expescailly his owner's hand.
Phantom bites it and scratches it.
Until her hand is covered in cuts.
He knows he shouldn't do it.
But he doesn't care.
He loves to bite.
Phantom knows she doesn't mind.
He knows she is playing with him.
He creeps onto her water bed without her knowing.
Then pounces on her and and starts to play.
He will creep onto her school books.
Then attacks her hand while she is writing.
She pushes him away but he knows she doesn't mean it.
He has so many toys to bite.
But she is his favorite.
(this is what my new kitten Phantom does when ever I am home. I put it in his point of view just like the first part.)