Elemental Cats Novels & Stories

Wolves from all walks of life followed, lowering their heads even further. "All hail the Luna!" The shout echoed off the towers, making Kate and Damon nearly jump out of their skin. “Geez,” Damon snapped. “Will you stop fidgeting?” Kate ignored him, fixing her gaze on Elara. “I told you, Elara. Your baby is the first of its kind.” I raised an eyebrow. Had Elara been researching wolves before she became one? That was…kind of cute. “Thank you,” Elara giggled, pulling Kate into a hug.

There are other members in the pack, who are: Beta Delta Salutary Sentinel Elder Hunters Scouts Guardians Omegas and Pups The next type of werewolves is elemental werewolves. An elemental werewolf is a hybrid line that came from a witch and wolf mating. Elemental wolves don't normally shift at the age of sixteen like normal wolves since their magical powers block their wolves. Once they shift, they get stronger than other normal werewolves. They possessed witches' power along with wolf powers. An element werewolf can't cast spells, yet an elemental wolf can control nature elements such as fire, water, air, and more. Also, they kind of have other gifts that can change from an elemental wolf t

I repeated, eager to learn more. Merilla nodded. " There are four main types of elemental powers: Earth, Fire, Water, and Air. Then there are very rare elementals, like Ice and Lightning. The king of Valtor possesses one of these rare powers. Each elemental is born with a spirit animal that represents them in animal form."

“We had to use the only way we knew will send her away as soon as yesterday and it worked. We are glad for that. Aria has always loved her face and we knew that she wouldn’t face you when she thought that she looked ugly” “What did you do? Can you summarize everything? he asked with a little impatience. Daddy, we bought a cat from the vet. It is a beautiful animal with a shiny white and black colour. I am going to keep it because I love…..love…..love it. I ask myself what is wrong with Aria, she doesn’t love human and less animals” Elena said.

The Atlantian guards infront of the door were doing their best to fight off the combination of freaks and Vampires that had accumulated infront of the door, but they were slowly falling one by one. It took no time for me and the large werecat to jump into the battle and begin our assault on the dark forces. As I fought with my hands, having no elemental resources to pull from, the large werecat let out a ferocious roar that made the tunnels around us rattle as it echoed down them. Before long many other werecats were there with us, immersed in the battle ripping the Vampires and freaks apart with their sharp teeth and even sharper claws. The screams of those dark creatures would forever be i

At first, the chest was tiny, no bigger than a fist, but it gradually bloomed and expanded until it was the size of a fully grown wolf's head. Caspian set the ancient carved moonstone chest onto his desk. With meticulous care, he slid one of his bloody claws into a keyhole engraved with unique runes on the front of the chest. An ancient mechanical click echoed out as the lid slowly unlocked and opened. I stepped closer, peering into the Moonbound Casket. Inside were four small compartments designed with absolute precision. Caspian pointed to each one, explaining the faint glow coming from the bottom of each slot. "This clear, colorless slot holds the ice elemental power," Caspian explained i

she breathed. She couldn't open the basket fast enough. In her haste to get the latch undone, she almost dropped it. He took pity on her with a laugh and braced the bottom with one hand. Carefully, Elena lifted the lid, and the small patchwork face that popped out had her gasping in delight. It had bright green eyes and brown ears, long white whiskers, and orange patches on its face. The kitten mewed pitifully as she lifted it out of the basket and cradled it to her chest. "Oh, my goodness," she whispered. "Aren't you the most beautiful baby I've ever seen."

The way it meows seems to be saying ‘My, my’. I looked behind. A pair of orange coloured cat eyes reflected the moonlight— which it surprised me. What surprised me is— the cat is normal sized, and it is alone. Compared to the big Cithaeron lions and the enormous Fenrir wolves, this cat`s size is normal to any household pet. It is a black cat. It speaks. Then, this must be the misfortune cat.

the male asks while he walks over to one of the wooden lock boxes on the edge of the bunk beds. With a free hand, the male elf opens up one of these boxes that perch on the tip of the bed. His fingers unlock a small leather latch in its centerfold. The contents inside the box are other scrolls from Catarina’s beloveds such as her wife and daughter she had back in the Jakalorn kingdom. Others came from distant clanmates and friends that she made along the way before the events that took place at the arena. The sound of Cat’s voice rings through the nearly empty space of the fox hold that they are in. She sounds almost prideful with the pitch and tone she displays. “Marvix is doing well enough

I said accepting my drink from RJ and the fact that I couldn’t talk with Crispin at this moment. “Yes, we were, so I’ll start with Leo and move onto Lucy and then we need to talk about your appearance at court next week.” My dad says after putting his half-empty glass down. “Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.”