Cheetah Coat Novels & Stories

Because the pink hue of her glossy coat is what matters right now. “This isn’t ‘normal’ is it?” she tries to turn to see more, and I have to hold in my laugh as she gets distracted by her tail. The whole situation has a nervous laugh stuck somewhere between my sternum and my mouth. She is right, her colouring isn’t normal. Neither is her size, she is probably the same size as Christian and I, if not slightly bigger. The iridescent sheen of her coat gives it the appearance of molten metal when she moves. There is no doubt in my mind that Justice knows far more than she is letting on.

We head for the tree line and shift then take off. My beast is Max, he is mostly black other than the tips of his ears and tail are a light shade of gray. Chester, Chris' beast is a blonde with white socks on all four paws. Nate's beast Merlin, is a light gray and all four paws and the tip of his tair are white. We run and play tackle eatch other for a while. After a few hours, we get back to the pack house just in time for breakfast.

He told me earlier that he wants to enter the arena looking like a king, like an alpha already. "Let me help you with this," I say, reaching for the first layer of his outfit. The ceremonial regalia is impressive. Bright leather pants that fit him perfectly- he picked the colour himself just to draw attention to himself. The leader pant is a sharp blue that fits his skin tone perfectly. Then I help him to wear his shirt, a blue shirt with a shiny threading that catches the light. Over it all, a long black coat with silver wolf emblems embroidered along the edges. It is the kind of outfit that makes a he- wolf look like he was born to rule. He looks so royal

“Your coat left something on her. A mark.” Cassian’s eyes moved to where the shimmer still glowed faintly on my collarbone. For a second, something flashed in them, surprise, maybe, but it vanished quickly. “Ah,” he said softly. “My apologies. The fabric of my coat was made from silvercrest threads. They react to strong energy.” “React how?” Axel asked flatly. Cassian shrugged. “They mirror energy and amplify it. But they don’t harm.” “That’s convenient,” Zade said.

They serve as their mate's guard. The female rules, while the male support. That's simply their way. Her mother has a mixture of black and golden fur. It sounds simple, but being royalty, the golden color on her coat glows beautifully, making her the most enchanting cat in their clan, until she was born of course. She's the first of her kind to be born with a white fur. Even though more of her kind will start to exist after then, she's still the first of her kind. And yeah, her snow-white fur glows as well. They even nearly covered her eyes, which would have shield the secret of her eye color, but she was betrayed.

The tiger moves silently and stealthily out of the thick underbrush, its strong muscles giving it a graceful, controlled gait as it advances. The tiger was huge, a sight to see, and it had a unique coat with stripes of bright orange and black that act as both a conspicuous declaration of presence and concealment. Its strong physique, strong limbs, and keen claws highlight its ability as a fierce hunter, and its piercing eyes shine intensely and focused.

I just sighed and shook my head at my stupid mate. Ignoring my cretinous mate, I went and sat on the throne. The instant rush of magic washed over me, when it faded with a hum of acceptance an additional weight was draped on my shoulder. A deep yellow fur coat(cape) with the same kind of markings as Amberiose but the only difference being the purple six petal flower with little lines dab smack in the centre of it.

After getting high and losing consciousness my Chimera nature awakened, although for me it was easy to change shape, I still needed to get my pure coat. When we are still immature, our coat is not entirely white, it is a cream color pulling a little even pale yellow tone, quite opaque, our eyes remain similar to the human form and even our strength and abilities are not fully consolidated; when we get the maturity in our mutation, our coat becomes a bright white color so pure that it is impossible to dirty it except for the blood that is able to dye it, our features stop looking human and become totally animal, our skills double both in strength and endurance, in short we suffer an improveme

Previously, in order to make her organization organized, she created a customized sleeveless knee-length coat/hoodie. So, to make things simple, she did the same thing here as well. So, four of them were wearing the same sleeveless knee-length coat/hoodie. The color of it was a typical black and the back of it was painted with eagle painting indicating that they were the rulers of their own territory. Underneath the coat was a typical white long shirt paired with black pants and black sneakers. “Sit down,” she gestured at the empty seat right in front of her working table.

Within moments, a massive wolf stood where the man had been. He was impressive, I had to admit. Larger than Alpha Nader's wolf form, though his chest was not as broad as Alpha Nader’s. His coat was a rich deep brown, like dark chocolate or fertile earth, with golden streaks that caught the sunlight filtering through the garden's canopy. The combination created an almost regal appearance, befitting an Alpha of his stature. Alpha Caelum positioned himself protectively in front of me, his massive form creating a barrier between me and the approaching rogues.