Chipped Catra Novels & Stories

She clawed his neck like a cat, drawing him away from Logan. She lost her grip on Tristan and fell on her butt, pain shot up her coccyx. Logan launched at Tristan, shoulder to stomach and sent him to the floor. They changed into their wolves–Logan was a big, black and hairy wolf with a touch of white on his fur, while the wolf of Tristan was brown. The sight of the childish act got Maris pissed she got to her feet with clenched fists. "Logan, Tristan!" She yelled, casting a strangled expression at them. "Stop fighting at once!"

Pain exploded through my shoulder, I staggered. Then bit down hard, my fangs cutting through the darkness. The spirit shrieked.But I didn’t stop, I couldn’t. Ariana that name replayed inside my head, over and over again. She was taken, by him, by Kael. My growl deepened, it suddenly became more dangerous. The third spirit finally moved fast, It slammed into me, forcing me to the ground. The impact shook everything. Pain tore through my chest. My breath left me for a second. “You are nothing here,” it said.

But what she hadn't expected was that Vione didn't intend to let go, but rather to attack her back. Vione seized the opportunity. She held her breath and lunged at Mireya. Then she pressed Mireya's chest with her unclawed paws and bit into Mireya's neck with all her might. Mireya howled. Her four legs kicked and struggled to free themselves from Vione's grip. She struck with all her strength, her claws digging into Vione's flesh and tearing it apart. Vione's chest was badly lacerated. Blood flowed endlessly. But she did not think about letting go of her bite on Mireya's neck. On the contrary, she knew it was her only chance.

Micheal said. " Not anymore...!! " Katarra said and she supersped and grabbed Diana, When she was about to flap her wings and fly away, Mysterious unleashed a powerful plasma force from the rings and she fell down. Sharp claws crept out of his hands and his eyes glowed bluish, His wings spread out of his back and he charged at Katarra with full force, Katarra evaded the claw attack but she was too late to have duck the incoming claw attack and she fell down in pains.

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.

Delilah cried, her voice filled with urgency, as the incessant animal collided into Visenya, sending them both plummeting thirty feet to the unforgiving ground below. Visenya tumbled violently onto the hard rocks, each impact eliciting a yelp of pain as her body sustained cuts and bruises. She lay there in the gravel, her form covered in a macabre mixture of dirt and her own blood, while every muscle and fiber screamed in agonizing protest. The pestilent cat snarled menacingly a few feet away, its determination to kill undeterred despite its own injured state. "Shift already!" Delilah growled, her voice brimming with fierce valor. "Let me out so we can tear this fucker apart!"

"I let Latifa take care of that." "Who's Latifa?" "She's our...I suppose you would call her a doctor of sorts..?" "Oh.." He hesitated, looking me over, stopping on the bandages. "Speaking of which..." He looked towards the door. "Latifa." He spoke as if she were right beside him, and I opened my mouth to comment when the doors swung open. Cahtora had been beautiful, I will admit, but Latifa was far more pleasant. Unlike Cahtora, she had a slim form; her skin was ghastly pale but her eyes were big and a soft green. Her ears were longer, like a donkey's, but they were furless and much thinner. They pointed slightly down and her horns were like a ram, thick and curled. As She got closer I noted

Leo and Luna swelled in size, each swiping with a paw, smashing zombie skulls to pieces. Silent Snowy followed, his snow-white fur gleaming, suddenly engulfed in vivid red flames. The fire roared, relentless and unyielding, consuming the entire street. Within moments, the zombie horde was annihilated. Snowy flicked his fluffy tail and leapt onto my shoulder. "Mama, this whole area is ours now. What's next?" What to do? I took the three cats to a government-constructed refuge and willingly submitted their genetic blood samples for the research and breeding of the next generation.

Miah kept one hand on his sword's hilt and placed the other partway down the blade. Cheena growled. "I hate this creature." she shut her eyes and blink twice and glanced towards her people. The Sandjinn attack first, the sisters receiving the blow with their claw. In that instant, Miah turned her gazed toward Chenna. "Where the hell is Catherine?"

- With your wound, you will only bother me. The adviser watched helplessly as his friend changed, turning from a slender, fair-haired youth into a golden, powerful jaguar. Landing on all fours, Tristan hastily jumped to the side, dodging the razor-sharp teeth of the basilisk. The cat walked around the hissing creature with a soft gait, lightly springing his paws and tensing his elastic muscles.