Cat Undertale Novels & Stories

Luna spent the evening having dinner at Hilda's place. When she was done, she took Kater, which was wearing its skirt, by the harness and headed home. Kater was beyond recognition, for it was covered in tattoos, and its claws were painted bright red. It could no longer tell if it was a dog or a doll. "Miss, my daddy is coming home soon. So I need to go back now. I'll come play with you again tomorrow. You'll need a full course of bear dance to recover, okay?"

Another sound erupts from the giant, disgusting caterpillar, and I decide to race away from it. My pulse is booming. My heart is thumping painfully fast. I create some distance, but unfortunately, the caterpillar is quicker than me. It lowers its head, screeches, and grabs me by the dress. I'm thrown up in the air like it's nothing. "TALIA!" Thail is shouting while I'm screaming. I'm high up in the air, terrified because I realize the creature is waiting with an open mouth below me. It's going to eat me!

' She says to Kota and disappears into the trees. We can smell our mates, but they aren't in sight. 'Up here, Cujio.' Cat calls to Kota from the branch of a tree. She leaps down in front of him and rubs her body against his. 'You aren't supposed to give up your hiding spot, little one.' Kota purrs at Cat as he pushes back into her. 'I believe that makes you it!'

Swiftly, the branch rattles rigorously, raining leaves, droplets of rainwater, and tiny shrapnels which lasts only for a second before a huge black blur zips out of the cover of the leaves and smaller branches. My eyes follow the blur as it lands on the ground, and I smile widely when I meet deep black orbs staring back at me. I begin to roll up the sleeves of my blouse as I push away from the door and step down the old concrete porch steps. “I think it’s time we set the pups out, don’t you think?” I suggest, stepping away from the last step and onto the damp mowed lawn. “They’re stable now, and I’ve stuffed them real good”. Upma is a large wild cat- A black Panther to be precise. Grandmothe

I knew I should link someone, but I needed to know what they were after. Finally, the composed one cried out in triumph, holding up something small that fit easily in his closed fist. I couldn’t make out what it was. But then one of the crazed girls turned, and I froze. Her pupils were vertical slits in a spatter pattern, bloodshot and wild. The mark of a freshly turned Tainted. I suppressed a gasp as my blood ran cold. *No…* She made eye contact with me and snarled. The other three sniffed the air and turned my direction. *Shit.* I had to run. Now.

Everyone starts checking their wounds, Ayumi is still on the ground and I'm holding the cat in my arms. Only now do I realize that it has two tails. It's a beautiful small cream-colored kitten. I don't know how old it is, but it's so tiny. "Helena, is there anything you can do for this kitty?" I look at Helena with pleading eyes, she shakes her head. "I spent all my mana healing Luke, I still only managed to heal him for four health points. I think even if I had all my mana, I wouldn't be able to do much for the cat."

What had taken her half an hour now only took a few minutes. “They can’t pinpoint where we are by the descriptions just yet. They are on alert, awaiting any more news from us.” “What other things can werecats do?” She asked, hesitating only a fraction of a second. He caught the brief hesitation. “You don’t have to worry. We don’t hunt people, and I would never hurt you. Just like humans, we are all different. Some are better at physical abilities, like hunting. I am better at the magic aspect.” With that he flipped over his hand and held out an apple. He winked as she took it, glad to see the fear erased from her eyes.

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?"

He sure as hell looked more intimidating than most, but somehow he was rather gentle. "I have a cat. Her name is Mittens. She was a stray and I took her in after I left my pack. I could relate, you know?" Carlton explained and moved closer to the wound again. I shut my eyes as he pressed the tip of the prongs in. Metal slipped in my blood, looking for the bullet that might leave me cripple. "She is ginger and black with white patches all along her body. I built her a cat play house before I came here. Some of my friends said they would look after her. I miss that girl every damn day," he admitted.

the male asks while he walks over to one of the wooden lock boxes on the edge of the bunk beds. With a free hand, the male elf opens up one of these boxes that perch on the tip of the bed. His fingers unlock a small leather latch in its centerfold. The contents inside the box are other scrolls from Catarina’s beloveds such as her wife and daughter she had back in the Jakalorn kingdom. Others came from distant clanmates and friends that she made along the way before the events that took place at the arena. The sound of Cat’s voice rings through the nearly empty space of the fox hold that they are in. She sounds almost prideful with the pitch and tone she displays. “Marvix is doing well enough