Curious Cat Rwby Novels & Stories

*~* (RHYS’S POINT OF VIEW) Have you ever felt this much rage toward something that should not have irritated you so much? I did whenever I looked at the bloody cat that Cameron named Leo. Apparently, it was male. The bloody cat stopped licking his fur and turned to face my gaze, refusing to avert his eyes. It looked at me challengingly, daring me to do my worst. It was just a cat, but it wasn't. It had a spirit inside it, and if I didn't know it was here to keep Cameron company, I would have sent it back to the underworld. “Are you having a staring contest with Leo? He’s just a cat, Rhys. Why so serious?” Cameron showed up beside me with a chuckle while Leo went back to licking his fur clean

Then there was a blonde-haired boy with blue eyes, and next to him, a girl with raven black hair and brown eyes whose complexion was darker than everyone else’s. The raven-haired girl caught my attention because she had two silver-colored cats in her lap. What’s a werewolf doing with pet cats? It must be a Silverclaw thing because next to her was a boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes, with a silver cat cuddled in his sleeping bag. I’d have to tell my grandmother about that. I thought cats were for witches, not wolves.

she says, repeating the line over and over even as she turns away from me. What the fuck?! “Kai, something is up with Cat!” I call my brother over the mind link, and within five seconds, he’s downstairs, stomping towards his mate. He cups her face with his hands and looks into her eyes. “Come back to me, little wolf,” he says in a low voice while stroking her cheek with his thumb. Caterina’s muttering grows quieter, then stops as she closes her eyes. When she opens them again, her usual green is back, but she looks visibly confused.

Ruby praised smiling at her transformed familiar who coughed out a few feathers. "I still can't believe that the tiny weird cat you call pet is a large monster-murdering winged panther. Guess you can't really judge a cat by his size." Aleister commented watching the feline monster fly up and take on a murder of nevermore all by himself to cover them both. "You didn't really think that I'd get a useless familiar who eats a ton, did you?" Ruby questioned spinning her scythe to slice off a wendigo in half.

She followed him inside his room, liking the way her wolf was calm all over because of being in the same space as their mate, she turned around to close the door when an orange, fur ball swaggered inside she gave her a haughty meow before jumping in Cain’s arms with a practised air. “ This is Agnis,” said Cain, as he patted the cat. Reyna watched as the cat rubbed her body all over Cain’s upper body, licking his chin and butting his hand asking for a pat. Her wolf got instantly jealous, she wanted the same attention, which if you ask her was plain pathetic -like how much her wolf can like Cain that she was willing to fight for attention with a house cat? “ pretty isn’t she?” He said as he

Ruby rested her hand on the window for a moment before slowly pushing it open. The kitten was docile. It jumped in and curled up in the corner of the windowsill. It was curious but remained still, simply looking around. Ruby closed the window and picked up the little creature. She turned to Sullivan and said, "Sullivan, it's getting late. I'll come back to see you tomorrow. What do you want to eat then?" Instead of answering her, Sullivan stared at the cat nestled in her arms with a frown. "Are you planning to keep that cat?"

Expectation. Brayden crouched by the wrought-iron gate, gently stroking the stray cat that had come near the estate with his little fingers. The cat had a mix of gray and white fur, featuring bright yellow eyes that gleamed like two moons in the soft, fading light of the evening. It softly purred as Brayden chuckled softly, its fur rippling beneath his hand. For a short while, everything seemed simple and innocent — just a boy and a stray animal, nothing more.

REGINA The silver glow of the moon illuminated the forest outside, casting eerie shadows that danced with the wind. My gaze remained fixed on the treetops swaying in the distance. There was something strange about tonight—something I couldn’t quite explain. It wasn’t just the news of Lionel’s disappearance. It was more than worry or guilt. It was a deep, wolf-like instinct that tugged at my chest, refusing to let go. Ruby stirred within me, her presence restless. Do you feel that? she asked, her voice a low growl.

That their kingdom wasn't going to be destroyed by the evil that was plaguing their territory. Ruby felt like she had been sitting there for hours before Cole finally returned with a strange little animal that she had never seen before. It had fur all over it and big floppy ears. She thought it looked rather funny. But Cole started to pull the fur off of the dead animal and he started roasting it over the fire. "It'll be alright Ruby. We'll get help and go back home." Cole says. "I miss Alatyr. I want to go back there." Ruby says.