Anthro Cat Novels & Stories

He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline. This subculture of Supernaturals was as diverse as it was majestic, boasting a lineage that included weretigers, werelions, wereleopards, werecheetahs, and even some domesticated cats. Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios.

I had no spirit animal. I stood, half shifting, and letting my body morph into a larger size. Abner watches me with admiration, a twinkle in his eyes. I take pleasure when his expression turns to astonishment as I speak to him in my half-shifted state. “I can take the form of any cat, and change the color of my fur,” I speak while letting my fur shimmer from deep red to a light yellow with painted black spots.

I said accepting my drink from RJ and the fact that I couldn’t talk with Crispin at this moment. “Yes, we were, so I’ll start with Leo and move onto Lucy and then we need to talk about your appearance at court next week.” My dad says after putting his half-empty glass down. “Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.”

----- Core group: Feles-Proles Subspecies: Toxrin Descent: cat Size: head-torso length from 80 to 120 centimeters (with tail 130 to 160 centimeters), withers from 50 cm to 70 cm Weight: 20 kg to 35 kg Color and appearance: carmine. Black mask, black legs (with short hair), black tip of the tail. The body is similar to that of an oriental cat (Siam, Bengal, Tonkanese), but this is difficult to see under the long fur. Since he is almost blind (a genetic defect is suspected in the whole species), he uses the large, black ears for better orientation. The long tail helps the Toxrin to keep its balance while climbing.

The orange menace currently sprawled across my arms. Not me…..Obviously not me. I suddenly become aware of how warm my face feels. Wonderful, just fantastic. Exactly what I needed today. I feel so Humiliated, I clear my throat. A little too loudly. Dante glances toward me, one dark eyebrow lifting slightly. “The cat is actually a boy.” Mochi opens one eye, dante looks at the cat. Then at me, then back at the cat. For a moment, nobody says anything. Then……

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

I love her very much. They all immediately smiled and also blushed because they had misunderstood. Anindira then explained again that Ruvi looked like a big, sweet and cute cat. That's because in the modern world many people like to keep pets, one of which is cats. And what Ruvi did earlier, to Anindira looked like a cat that was being spoiled, asking for attention from its owner.

As they got in, she did not turn back but instead talked to them. “I take it that you brought what I asked for” she said as she turned her chair, which made them realize that she was holding to a cat all the while. The cat was black, with black irises that gave one creeps. Looking at the skin exposed at her collar bones made them realize that she was indeed old. She stood from the seat and walked towards them while holding the cat, which purred softly as she stroked it. “Yes, I do. They are the ones that have the special combination to make this work. I have searched and in the entire world they are the only ones who have mated human and wolf and had a viable offspring.”

Lyra Lyra sprawled on the ground, her hands scrambling against the damp earth. A sleek wild cat, the size of a german shepard, circled her. Its eyes glowed, an eerie mix of gold and green. The creature's fur blended seamlessly with local vegetation, a muted, tawny color that made it hard to see until it had been nearly on top of her. It shimmered unnaturally in the rain, shifting in ways that weren’t natural, jerking in and out of sync with reality. Scarlike markings marred its muscles, tracing pulsating, runic patterns through its fur.

Ultimately, he fought Titan Ape and managed to defeat it using only his physical strength, compelling it to submit and agree to join. The other was a Phantom Cat, an exceedingly rare variant species. There might have been just a handful across the entire Asgard Plains, and it was likely the only one that had reached the apex overbeast realm. The Phantom Cat was small, with its entire body cloaked in black fur, including its dark eyes. It moved with complete silence, blending into the night. The Phantom Cat had a challenging growth journey before reaching the apex overbeast level. Its attack power was quite weak, making it a beast that specialized in nighttime assassination.