Discord Kitten 소설 & 이야기

"Your sister's home~" Her eyes had crinkled up into a smile, and one could almost see the stars in them. Kevan was mesmerized by what he saw, and he stared at her without moving for a long while. Off to one side, Dylan was watching him, and he shook his head helplessly. Honestly, this guy … The two kittens seemed to be very interested in each other as two pairs of blue eyes stared at each other for a long while. Cookie stuck its head out first, sniffing Muffin's nose for a bit before sticking out its pink little tongue and licking Muffin's face.

The ugliest part of myself that terribly wanted to kill the pest at my feet. He already signed his destruction warrant by calling my kitten a downgrade. I should just kill him off right now. Static screeches through my mind, until a different voice breaks through. “Nile!” It’s my little sister. I turn to see her holding a half-conscious Dymond up, sporting an urgent and horrified look on her face.

Date = 26 December Place = San Francisco (Mel’s house) POV - Damion “Mew!” A blur of black fur launches itself off the shelf and lands squarely on my shoulder, tiny claws digging straight into tender skin. “Hell!” I yelp, instinctively grabbing the furry missile and holding it up at arm’s length. The kitten spits, hisses, twists like a demon possessed — all sharp teeth and attitude. He’s small. He is not friendly. “Hi, little one,” Mel coos, completely unfazed, reaching up to tap the kitten gently on the nose.

“Here you go, sweetie. Just be careful; it can break easily.” “Okay!” she replies, her voice bubbling with excitement as she gently places the box on the floor. With a slow and deliberate motion, she opens it, and her face lights up in disbelief. “Oh… for real?” “Yep,” her mom confirms, a proud grin spreading across her face. “She’s a purebred ragdoll and twelve weeks old. We’ve got bowls, food, and everything you’ll need set up in the kitchen.” With trembling hands, Dawn lifts the fluffy gray kitten from the box, cradling it close to her chest. “Oh, thank you so much! Look, Will, isn’t she precious?”

“Texted. Asked me to dinner. I told him What he did is still fresh in my mind... so he can try again next week.” Dawn howls, slapping the window. “Girl, you’re torturing the man and your Kit-Kit.” I groan. “Tell me about it. I’m so horny I could jump a bartender...and you know I’d never go that route~ I am not Jenna, but Kitty’s getting desperate. She’s walking around like one of those seductive cats with her tail in the air, just flaunting it.” Dawn cackles. “We should get you a dildo and name him Big Cris.”

I peck Damian's cheek as he held me close. "Deal. Just give me a few minute while I change into something formal." I pull away running into my closet excitedly. Damian's POV It didn't take long as our kitten came down in a white trouser emphasizing her hips and plump behind, leopard top with furry collar neck and a matching leopard shoe. She didn't even have to try hard to look good, she is just perfect and amazing. Her kinky curls flowing past her shoulders, her accessories simple, her makeup mild as usual. One thing I realised about her is she love being simple especially on her face. I remember one time I asked her about it.

I can't relate to their topic that's why I just stayed silent all through dinner. After eating dinner, they still talked about other things that I am still not aware of. Because of their interactions, I realized that maybe I really should change my rude behavior like what my brother said, except when I'm talking to boys. They don't deserve kindness. "It's almost 9 o'clock. We should tidy this up. Dusty go and feed Macaroon and Mint." Miss Kyrary instructed. Macaroon is a golden retriever, while Mint is a Shiba Inu. They're the pets here in the Okami Complex.

My wolf is not, even I feel that my wolf is an albino wolf. Kitty has white fur that is slightly dreadlocks but not rough, she has claws that are sharp but not strong and sharp, she also has paws and hands that are colored like bubble gum. There’s no way if my wolf is an omega from the common people can look so luxurious and beautiful like that, right? And from the start Kitty had a necklace with a scarlet pendant instead of a yellow shoulder strap. “Forget about this for a while, Kate. You have to prepare a few things for the dinner party.”

Damian asked, and I swore he was holding back a laugh. “Yes. Mommy is small, like a kitten. And when Mommy is angry, she’s as scary as a wild kitten. When a kitten is angry, it can scratch us too. So Mommy must be a kitten her, dream!” little Rai said with the confidence of an eight-year-old. “You are right. I think Mommy is a kitten in her dream,” Damian pretended to agree with little Rai. Oh my God! Why are they still talking about me being an animal? A kitten, no less!

I walk back into the bathroom, followed by Drake and sitting on the edge of the tub is the new edition to our family. An hour later, the three of us are downstairs in the game room, along with Silas, Kilian, Reyna, and Elayni. Akila, is what Ty named the kitten, is also in there with us. It seems that she and Ty bonded well. She follows Ty everywhere. “Will its fur grow in later?” Killian asked, “No, this is how they are supposed to be.” Reyna retorted.