Animorphs Cat Novels & Stories

She glanced at Zion and nodded, to which he gave her a curious expression, his body mid-transformation. “Stand down, Zion. I will handle this.” Catherine said, and everyone watched in amazement as she transformed into a smaller version of Zion’s wolf. “I’m more of a lover, but I refused to stand aside and die for someone else’s benefit.” She took a few steps forward, her now hazel eyes focused on her target. Queen Susanne seemed in shock, but Catherine was doing her best to stand upright. Zion made this look much easier, she thought with a huff, before she took a threatening step towards her opponent. The scent of the area seemed stronger than before, but that was not the only change she not

The animal characteristics they had could be furry ears and tails, and could also be dense fur covering certain parts of their body. Unlike the Lycan, their bodies were already half-human and half-animal and could not turn fully human or fully animal. Old Duke stared intently at the figure, which turned out to be a female Catfolk. Her hair and fur were black, and her eyes were golden. "Hmm..." Old Duke suddenly got an idea. "Alright. Leave her to me." Liam raised his face in confusion. "Huh? Shouldn't we put her in the dungeon and interrogate her?"

Tom said as he backed away, but just as his back hit the door, I called out to him. “No! You’re not going anywhere until you run the test again and clear this mess up,” I insisted, but he shook his head and opened the door. He was just about to step outside when he bumped into a large, intimidating man standing right at the door, glaring down at him. The man shoved him aside roughly, slamming Tom’s head against the doorpost, and he crumbled to the floor. The large man stormed into the room, and as soon as he entered, I noticed the changing color of his eyes—I knew instantly he wasn’t human. He was just like me, a wolf.

It was a purr. “What the—” I froze as Katia’s fingers scratched behind my ears. And stars help me, it felt good. Too good. My eyelids fluttered before I realized I was leaning into it, a rumbling vibration rolling from my chest. “Excuse me,” Agnes tried again, louder this time. But Katia was smiling down at me like I was the most precious thing in creation. My pride shriveled while my heart melted. This woman was dangerous. “Selene,” she said softly, “I’m not upset with you. I understand why you turned my mate into a… cat. But how long will he be like this?”

Alijah trembled in fear as she watched in unbelief as her pet cat changed from the normal house cat to something close to a tiger with all the golden furs covering its body. When the 'policemen' had arrived, she had opened the door to them, thinking that they were there to arrest her new tenant. When they had begun to ask her weird questions about the man, she had shrugged it off as only a formality. The battle had started when the six policemen and she had all gotten to the room and her tenant was nowhere to be found. They had turned on her rapidly and had begun to drag her out of the house. They might have succeeded if her strange-looking cat hadn't changed form and began to attack them.

And one of the guards rushed and came back with an animal cage with a cat in it. “Hello,” Mike said and the cat refused to respond when Mike knew that she could talk normally and everyone would hear. “Do you want to get free for life or do you prefer to be in the Cat form?” Mike asked and Logan and others were surprised. “You and I knew that there wasn't anything you could do to help me,” the cat said and everyone ran for safety except Logan and Mike. “That is where you are wrong. There is something you could do to seek the goddess's mercy. The truth!” Mike said as he put more stress on the truth. The cat nodded.

She rested her elbow on the slender herald almost immediately, seemingly too lazy to even attempt to shoulder her own body weight. “As to why I am parading as a cat, I am sure that you can already guess that even without an explanation.” she smiled charmingly, causing Kaspian’s tense expression to soften subconsciously. “You are still as lazy as ever,” Kaspian chuckled wryly. Indeed, he knew why Asmodeus was parading as a cat. She who was known for her laziness even among the other minions of hell, couldn’t be bothered to walk on her own. So she had taken her animal form, morphing into her cat self so that she could be carried around. It wasn’t the first time she had done that; it had been l

"Well, we only have four factions here. That includes the Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Werecats." "Werecats... I’ve never heard of them." "Well, you’d be surprised to know how many supernatural species actually exist. Werecats are quite similar to us Werewolves, except they don’t turn into the same cat species. Some can turn into lions, others tigers, and so forth, but they’re all big cats. I’m William, by the way. First year. And you...?" "Alex," I reply. "It’s my first year too." "Well then," he says. "I believe we’re going to be good friends. Come on, let me show you to the sleeping quarters. They’re upstairs. I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping."

” It looks like we have to pay these Russians a visit and tell them how things are done around here. Matteo took a drag with a smirk. He knew what his cousin meant when he wanted to pay a visit to people who stepped on his toe. “These people are crazy ... they don’t have any respect for rules and hierarchy ... they party all night in their yacht, paid off the police to keep them at bay ... the things they do in those parties,” Matteo grunted, “Disgusting.” “Let’s find a neutral ground and meet with them,” Armand said.

His cry of terror echoed through her mind, replacing hunger and confusion with a focus she might not otherwise have found. She saw him reaching for the cat, trying to aid her. Not wanting to risk his life, she broke the telepathic connection between them and dissolved. Her body turned to vapor, streaming up and around the cat to reshape into that of a male jaguar with a broad, heavy head and a larger, stockier body the color of the darker shadows. Droplets of blood fell like mist, spattering the leaves and roots as she took the form of a rare black jaguar.