Lyney Cat の小説・ストーリー

“She’s survived worse.” “Hmm,” was an agreement hummed through his nose, his attention on something rustling within the folds of a semi-collapsed tarpaulin. Lyric drew closer to the rustling tarpaulin, starting to lean over spotting a glimpse of dark fur, thinking that someone’s pet kitten had been left behind. “Here kitty, kitty.” “Kitty-kitty?” Niarthen wondered. “Cat,” she said. “You know, meow, long tail, purrs. Domesticated house animal. Pet.”

The tips of my ears burned. A shiver ran down to my tailbone, and a fluffy wolf tail threatened to manifest right then and there. Just then, a new notification popped up at the top of the screen. Rylan Blackthorn just posted a new Tweet. My finger shook as I tapped it. The message was brief: Mischievous kitten. The accompanying image shows a majestic Maine Coon cat, its fur identical to my wolf-like coat, resting its fluffy head affectionately on a slender, pale hand.

I said answering all her questions. She stared at me through narrow eyes before a childish smile broke out across her face. “Nice to meet you Ms Mariah, I’m Lyla” she said, her one front tooth missing in action as she spoke. “It’s nice to meet you too, Lyla” I said with a smile I peaked over her shoulder at the small fluff of fur that sat behind her on the floor. “And who is that cutey? “ I asked playful causing Lyla to shake with excitement as she turned around to pick up the cat.

Lin Yin called to the big blue cat. When the blue cat heard Lin Yin's voice, it immediately became excited and jumped onto Lin Yin. When it reached Lin Yin, the big cat turned into a small cat that looked very cute. Lin Yin gently stroked the cat's head. It had been a long time since he had called this blue cat since the gate wheel was broken. "Mao, help me cleanse the impurities from these women's bodies!" Lin Yin commanded Mao the cat. Meow? "Yes, all of them! And try to heal their minds as well. Can you do that?"

Lily was wild, playful, chaotic, and the funniest companion I ever had. Unfortunately, she passed away from a terminal illness. After a year of grieving, I finally gathered the courage to adopt another cat I named Nyx. She was a Persian royalty. A black, soft-furred, blue-eyed sweetheart. But unlike Lily, Nyx was lazy, calm, quiet, and an unapologetic sleepyhead. At first, I thought something was wrong. She barely reacted to toys or noises. I took her for multiple tests, expecting the worst, but the vets insisted she was perfectly healthy. Their final verdict?

Mathius explains. I can’t help but laugh. I can picture a cat chasing or attacking Dad and him swearing up a storm. I tell Mathius that I have some allergy meds if he needs them. He says that so far, he is okay. Lina tells me that she is pretty sure that Mel is a Devon Rex. She says that an aunt of hers used to breed them, so she grew up with them and that they usually are super friendly and too damn smart for their own good.

explained Cory. Blaython gave a proud roar. Cory patted the large feline’s head. “So I want you to be like that! Relax every muscle in your body as much as possible and it’ll be easier for me to…” she said before Lynx interrupted. “I’ll go first. I’m ready,” he said nonchalantly. She looked at him in surprise. He was usually not the first to volunteer for anything. “Good on you, Lynx!” Thundered Titan encouragingly.

“Boss, how about I drive us to work instead?” “Your mate is heading to work with his wolf guard. Trust, Blackquella will follow him. Hmm, think my black squirrel can summon the local squirrels to protect him?” “Hmm Cheetah gives the creep to local cats, so I’m not sure.” “Have you tried interacting with them?” said Sonylla while Liam drove. “The only house cats I ever interacted with were Erny and Berny, also known as Erik and Henry.” Sonylla started laughing in the back seat. Frank and Liam gave her an odd look.

„Please don’t hurt him,” I begged. Caris took the animal and brought it to her face, smelling it. Her eyes turned dark brown, and a profound warning roar emerged from her chest, scaring me and the kitten. „You better keep your little claws to yourself, girl. One scratch on my friend’s skin, and we’ll talk differently, young miss.” Caris warned the kitten before giving it back to me. „It’s a girl?” I asked, shocked, checking the kitten in my hands. „Yes. It’s a female lynx. But how did you find it?” Caris asked as she started searching the cottage.

I quickly typed back. Me: [1,000?] Lily: [Yeah. Our little cats are princes and princesses. Can you imagine them rolling up in a Maybach? The other cats would be so jealous.] I stared at the screen, still unable to process what I was reading. Even I, the cat's owner, had never ridden in a Maybach. And she wanted me to drop 1,000 just to send a cat home in one? When I didn't respond, Lily immediately sent a voice message.