Mitsuri Cat Novels & Stories

"Here, fishy, have some dried fish." "You little rascal." Jasmine excitedly spun around, after she had eaten and drank to her heart's content, she also wanted to be spoiled and cuddled. It is said that cats are spiritual. It blocked Lorraine and wouldn't let her go, just being coquettish and wanting to be held. The meowing tone of "meow meow meow" was different from usual, it was clingy. "You, in the future, eat less." "It's so heavy, who can lift it?"

*meow* She literally jumped when she heard the voice of a cat. ‘ Oh good lord!’ She breathed out in relief when she saw a cat. It was a white cat with blue eyes, a typical rich people cat..it was clear by its clean fur that it wasn't a stray cat. And surprisingly the cat recently gave birth. Her body was still swollen from the barbies she held inside it. “ You scared me, you little pretty thing!” she smiled. “ What are you doing here in the dark?”

In the quiet hum of the testing lab, amidst the sterile white walls and the gentle whirring of machinery, a small tabby cat slinked in through a partially open window. Its emerald eyes scanned the room, curiosity piqued by the sight of a lone bottle of milk sitting on a laboratory table. Hunger gnawed at its stomach, a primal urge that led it closer to the tantalizing scent of fresh dairy. The bottle, with its cap carelessly left open, beckoned like an oasis in the desert. With a swift paw, the cat nudged the bottle, sending it teetering towards the edge. The milk inside sloshed, a promise of nourishment and comfort.

"That was close, wasn't it, little friend?" Morgan murmured softly, gazing tenderly into the kitten's wide gray eyes. "You gave me quite a scare, you know that?" with all calm and kindness, he extended his hand towards the cat, who flinched even more and hissed loudly, showing the teeth, although it was visibly trembling "No need to be afraid, I don't want to warn you. I just want to make sure you're not hurt."

The cat asked, its eyes started to glittered with tears. Ming Yue felt that name was familiar and when she saw its teary eyes, she felt her heart ached. But why? why her heart ached for this black cat? She clearly remembered that she had never met this cat before. No, crossed that. She had never met a talking cat before. "I am Ling Mao from the Witch Clan!" The cat exclaimed. "The Witch Clan?!" All three people spoke in sync. Ghosts and evil spirits, heavenly beasts and now witch. Somehow Ming Yue encountered more and more mysteries of the world, yet.. somehow she had a feeling that this was just the tip of the iceberg...

I do love her and I missed her terribly. “What is that?” She asks, and I turn my head to see what she is looking at. Mystique is watching us and I smile as I stand with Harmony in my arms and she shies away from the big cat. “This is Mystique. She won’t hurt you. I saved her too. Isn’t she beautiful?” I say as I hold my palm out for Mystique to sniff and chuff as she rubs her head against my hand. “What is she doing?” Melody asks and I explain that certain big cats like tigers chuff instead of purring when they are showing friendliness. Melody looks at her and I move to my knees as Mystique comes closer and chuffs at Melody and Melody tries to copy.

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.

It didn't dare to make a sound, just staring at Eulalia without blinking. Misty's eyes were blue, like beautiful crystals. Its pupils were dilated and bright, reflecting Eulalia's figure. Although it couldn't speak, its gaze told Eulalia that it had waited for her for a long time and hoped she would pet it. Eulalia reached out with a trembling hand and gently stroked Misty's head. Misty instinctively wanted to rub its head against her hand but froze, remembering that its ear had been burned. Eulalia's heart ached. Misty was the most spirited cat she had ever seen. She bent down and carefully picked it up, placing a kiss on top of its head.

Cat fur started flying around since they were biting each other. In the end, Nathan held the new Persian cat in his arms. This cat belonged to Jessica initially, and its buttocks were burnt during a barbecue. It was abandoned since it was marred by a scar. Now, it was here with Hilda, and she named it 'Scorchy'. Nathan was touching the burnt cat's bottom when he saw Brian, who was recording each cat's progress.