Cat Undertale Novels & Stories

Though these days, I let my men do the torturing while I sit back and enjoy the view. Right at the middle of the room is a huge swimming pool and from the first look, it would look like any normal pool but as the water starts to boil up and then, the scaly creatures that start to surface, would make you think otherwise. As I move closer, the little wildling swims over to the edge and tries to get out of the pool but he couldn't as the water level was a bit low. "Non ti preoccupare, oggi festeggerai" I muttered at him. (Don't you worry, today, you shall feast )

The second guy got out of the car running, the pack took care of him, I had to give Evan a story to tell once we're back home. I went to search the rest of the car, for anyone else, is there someone else in here with them, what kind of package are they transporting.I made it to the back of the car, into the trunk, I could hear a heartbeat there, a small one, I opened the trunk, well I served the trunk off with my paw and looked inside, a cage with something inside it, a kitten. My breath hitched, they weren't just trespassers, these are smugglers, the poor kitten, her days of cages are over, she's mine now.

She’s perfect and rarely breaks a rule. Caleb P.O.V I had dinner with Keegan, Kitten and the twins. Trying to get my mind off of things and trying to clear my own name after everything with Snow. We were having fun, laughing talking and of course I apologized towards Cat for my rude behavior towards her best friend. But like always, she knew everybody way to fucking well and she could see right through you. She was completely composed and serious when she stated that Bryan a.k.a Snow’s fucking date was there this morning when they both went by her place. And that she actually liked him, what did she call him oh yes, sweet and loving and caring and apparently he had fur babies. Naturally I ha

It was frustrating to not be able to communicate with Zenya, but it didn't seem to bother her. Talya and Sheeba rubbed against the two children scenting them. Sierra, the bigger rascal of the two, nipped Sheeba on the nose. A large cat paw came down on the little hellion and rolled her to her back. Sheeba proceeded to lick the child, ignoring her small yips of distress. Finally, Sheeba released the scamp and nudged her bottom, sending her flying a few feet away. Roland carefully made his way to the cat and sniffed without using teeth. Sheeba gave him one long lick, but didn't hold him down. Talya followed Sierra as the young wolf began exploring a fallen tree and what lay beneath the branche

Termâs looked down at Cai; she was asleep on his arm. “Oh, man…” he muttered to himself. He set his head back on the cold stone wall and closed his eyes. Soon he was startled awake by a noise coming from inside the dark tunnel. Gently he laid Cai on the ground and stood up to investigate. With his sword drawn, Termâs glanced from side to side but saw nothing at first. Then he heard another noise. He was sure it came from the deep darkness. He stepped forward and then jumped when he saw something move. “What the…” He looked down to see a black, wet fur ball at his feet. “Well…I guess this is better than one of those things.” He knelt and picked up the playful little cat.

The creature, spotted moving into the forbidden forest. Deep within the forbidden forest, the snow werecat darted with graceful swiftness, its ethereal form blending seamlessly with the frost-kissed foliage. Prince Edon and his companions pursued the elusive creature, their determination unwavering, despite the foreboding whispers of the forest's forbidden nature. They knew the risks they took, but the allure of victory and the chance to capture such a legendary beast fueled their every stride.

People stopped us every block, an older woman cooing, two teenagers snapping selfies, even a delivery guy on his bike pausing to say, “Yo, cute cat, man.” “See?” Carolina said, pointing like she’d just proven some scientific fact. “He’s a gato mágico. I told you.” “Or he’s just a kitten.” She gasped like I’d committed blasphemy. “Just a kitten? He is destiny in fur. Watch, he’ll change your whole life.” I shook my head, smirking despite myself. “You’re ridiculous.” “Ridiculously right,” she shot back, scribbling something into her notebook mid-stride without even looking where she was going. I had to grab her elbow to stop her from walking straight into a mailbox.

Both, like their father and Petra, bore the crescent-shaped pupils. They stop dead in their tracks once they spot Seneca. They quickly looked at each other like they were having a private conversation. “Boys!” Tawny scalds, “Don’t be rude and greet our guests. This is your Aunt Lamia and Seneca her youngest daughter.” “We know.” They both say in unison causing Seneca to giggle. Suddenly, and to my surprise, the boy with yellow eyes morphs into a cat resembling Tawny’s fur form. The small werecat prowls toward Seneca and rubs up against her. She laughs and grabs his fur gently. “I like you,” She says.

"Betty stays alive. She is the key to the final lock. If you touch her before the time is right, I will skin you myself." He let go. I fell to my knees, coughing and clutching my neck. "Fine," I croaked. "She lives. For now." We needed power to move the pieces on the board. My daughter was the ultimate prize, but she was too well guarded in the castle. I had to find another source. I found it in the woods behind an abandoned barn. A black cat. She had four small, blind kittens nestled against her belly. Witches loved cats because the beasts carried a residual magical core in their blood.

Affectionate licks rain down upon him as her tail wags enthusiastically, a testament to her sheer joy. “We got you, daddy!” Catalina’s gleeful voice rings out. Lucian laughs heartily as he playfully roughhouses with Delilah, petting her head and scratching behind her ears. Then, rising to his feet, he lifts Catalina into his arms, his eyes twinkling with love and pride. “You’ve caught daddy again,” he laughs warmly, his tone filled with affection. “Looks like my little princess is becoming quite the skilled hunter.” Catalina nods, her eyes sparkling with a sense of pride. "Uncle Cas is teaching me too. He says always go for the kill."