Lyney Cat Novels & Stories

"Enough. He's the captain. Just let it go and head home—I'll see you after I check in." He patted her arm, but Mandy wasn't about to let go. "Why don't you come over? I made cream soup to thank you for saving Momo." Momo, her fluffy Ragdoll cat. Wade hesitated, then nodded and tried calling me. But my phone was dead. Completely out. Annoyance flickered across his face. "Fine, playing games again. If you're not going to answer, then don't ever pick up," he muttered.

Lyra Lyra sprawled on the ground, her hands scrambling against the damp earth. A sleek wild cat, the size of a german shepard, circled her. Its eyes glowed, an eerie mix of gold and green. The creature's fur blended seamlessly with local vegetation, a muted, tawny color that made it hard to see until it had been nearly on top of her. It shimmered unnaturally in the rain, shifting in ways that weren’t natural, jerking in and out of sync with reality. Scarlike markings marred its muscles, tracing pulsating, runic patterns through its fur.

The smell is still lingering around me despite multiple baths and cute as some of them were, Lychans can be excessively needy with the whole mate for life thing. 'You're making me feel physically sick. Those wet dog smelling beasts! There is nothing of this earth which would push me in the direction of a Lychan as a lover.' Rinny snorted in outrage. Her repulsion and anger most venomous when it pertains to her mortal enemy. Rinny is a species snob.

she smirks at Yemi. Hearing this, Yemi froze for some second before regaining herself. “What...Mommy, wait!” Mrs. Loretta Lynch holds the handle of the closet, about opening it before a cat walks closer to her from the door that she forgot to close. She was immediately distracted. “Whose cat is this?” she looks confused at her. “Is this Cat yours?” “No, it’s not!” She speaks without excitation.

Ilyria turned around and saw a similar expression on the others’ faces. “You approve,” she said, and they surged forward, offering their admiration, each now wanting her own special fabric. The trader made very good business that day. While she waited for the others to complete their purchases, a small cat wound itself around her ankles, rubbing its head against her. She bent down to pick it up and discovered bony protuberances on its back, one on each side of its spine. “You like the kitten,” said the trader, as Sidian swirled in front of the mirror in a scarlet cloud.

Layla walked closer and as soon as she saw what was inside, she squealed out of sheer excitement. Inside the box was a pure white kitten which was hardly bigger than her palm. It gazed up at her curiously, its golden eyes staring at her and reminding her of Riven's eyes. The kitten was spotless, as white as snow, with tiny ears and a long smooth tail. "She's so beautiful",Layla gushed as she carefully took out the kitten from the cage. She hugged it close and rubbed her cheek against the soft white fur. "You brought her for me"

If he hadn't had good concentration, he would have been threatened with shouting. Nervous shake, Ripley reached out, placed it on the cat's head, and softly asked, "Eny?" The fat cat stretched out its pink and pink tongue, licked the tip of its nose, and whispered softly, "Meow." Ripley frowned slightly, he clearly remembered seeing that fat cat last month, although it was also golden, it was a purebred Garfield cat. , and this cat… Obviously just a cat I ran around outside, right? He was about to look down to confirm when his cell phone rang, he hurriedly got up, walked out quickly, closed the door, and then answered the phone, "What is it?"

“Promise that you won’t freak out by what I’m fixing to tell you and what you see afterwards. And know that I will not hurt you in any kind of way.” “Ok, I promise.” Alaina sighed, the cat was getting closer, she couldn’t see it just yet but she figured it was a mountain lion by the smell. And from the sound of its steps, it was a male, and a big one. “I know this is going to sound really funny to you and you aren’t going to be able to understand how I can hear it, but there is a pretty big cat on the hunt right now. From what I figure it’s a mountain lion. It already has the scent of its prey and headed here fast.”

She got up and got dressed. Leanunya was a cattagon. She had soft silky silver fur which was rare by the cattagon standards. She had large tufted black cat ears that added to her catlike appearance. Her nose was pink while her muzzle was silver and black. Her eyes were a beautiful blue and silver adding to her beauty and rare appearance. Her tail was almost twice as long as any normal tail and it was tipped black with some spotting on it. She had black spotting all along her arms and her claws were long and black. She had mostly fur and little to no scales which was rare for a cattagon. She had large silver dragon wings rimmed black.

The cat bumped into the grass and quickly rose to turn towards them. "Ah, a Werecat." The cat snorted, revealing sharp yellow canine teeth and black fur with red stripes. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Lyne still sat down on the grass thinking about how she was able to smell danger. Not even how she was about to smell it because perceiving a rotten body coupled with vinegar and ginger cannot be hard to tell but how did she know it was danger? She was shaking all over as she watched Zeidan fight the Werecat. Soon, they were jumping down from each side of the corner, surrounding Zeidan.