Fifi Furrball Novels & Stories

A high-pitched yip snapped him out of his thoughts, and he turned off the water, reaching for the scratchiest, most uncomfortable towel he could find. “Yeah, yeah, I’m moving my ass. Why don’t you go make us a nest while I find some grooming supplies, hmm? So I can take care of you, ok?” he spoke softly, ensuring his pheromones expressed protectiveness and contentment. The brunet darted away to do just that.

The third game is my favorite. Piper pulls out a big ball of yarn and hands everyone plastic baby dolls, the kind that fits in your palm. “Swaddle Race,” she says. “Fastest and tightest baby wrap wins. Bonus points if your baby doesn’t look like a burrito that got hit by a truck.”

“There are… so many of them.” He smirked, squeezing back. “Apparently cat-shifters sell.” A group of girls waved from the front row, one of them holding a plush orange kitten. Another wore a shirt that said Team Feral Love. I burst out laughing, nerves melting just a little. Goose’s smug face stared at me from a life-sized cardboard cutout propped beside the table, complete with a sparkly collar tag that read Official Purrspiration. I pointed at it, turning to Ace. “Did you do this?”

Darrion answered. They passed one animal stall on the right side of the street and Jai was slightly amused at how clean the stall was. It was selling a pink snake-like creature that Jai found pretty, and some small, white, furry ball of creatures that resembles Kuriboh from a certain popular card game. Jai stopped walking as soon as he saw that Kuriboh like creatures. His distance from the stall was not that far, probably around a few meters, so he could see the creatures quite well.

"Nope, I'm actually a 9. I got big feet." I stuck my foot up dramatically. "They don't look that big. If it makes you feel any better, I wear a size 13." I grabbed my shoes, "Well damn kid, you have me beat." We all went over to our lane, typing in our stupid, inappropriate nicknames. I picked out a cool orange and black bowling ball, and yes, it was a lighter ball. The first game went by quickly, and Derek ended up winning. I'm learning that he's more of the competitive type out of the group. I was sitting at one of the bar stools at the snack bar, getting myself a milkshake when Connor sat next to me.

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"That's Nikita's plan, huh? She thinks she could do whatever she liked because she is Luna. How about I show her how sly I can be also," Kihara giggled before asking "What do you have in mind?" Carly came down from the bed she was laying on to get a glass of water from the table. She showed it to Kihara, then she dropped a menthol in it and shook the glass of water, mixing it till it was diluted, then she dropped it back on the table.

“Really? Oh my gosh! How lucky you are! It's one of the ultra-rare. Please don't tell me you named it wolfy.” Maximo chuckled and said, “It's a male and I named it Vicious.” “Oooh, now that's what I like! How about you, Zachary and Luna?” Zachary smirked and said, “I got a Fennec Fox. A giant one.” “Jinjja?! One of the Ultra Rare again?! What's the name?” Soheila was shocked at all that it made her say a Korean word. (Oops. Hehe, Korean was one of my major languages back on Earth.)

The growl rose a notch, soft but warning, yet she shifted her nose upward in what seemed like reluctant consent. Carefully, he peeled back the bandage. The wounds looked… better. Much better than he had any right to expect in so short a time. The suspicion gnawed at him. Could they really heal that fast? His fingers traced along the edge of the fur as he examined the skin beneath, and he froze again at the softness, the warmth, and the scent. Honey. Sunshine. He shook his head, brow furrowing. How could fur smell like sunshine? Her head snapped down, eyes locking onto his. Heart stuttering—not fear, not exactly—but something unfamiliar, a shock of recognition that set every nerve alight. Unb

I murmur to myself. After selecting the food, I make my way over to the toy aisle, where I find Frida surrounded by a rainbow of choices. She holds up a bright yellow rubber duck with a squeaker, her eyes sparkling. “What do you think, Kiera? Is Webby going to love this?” I can’t help but laugh. “That’s adorable! But I think he might prefer something he can chew on. How about that fluffy blue bone over there?” Frida’s gaze follows mine, and her face lights up. “Yes! That one,” She quickly wheels over to grab it, and I can see the pure joy radiating from her.