Mitsuri Cat Novels & Stories

Then she washed the dishes and went back to her room. Now, she's really ready to call it a freakin' night. She unfolded her blanket and warm herself up with it. Mizuko smiled, tomorrow is her 20th birthday, or should she say, today since it's past midnight. "Happy Birthday to you, self," Mizuko murmurs as she closed her eyes. When Mizuko had finally fallen into a slumber, a round fluffy cotton-like thing appeared in mid-air. It has small legs and feet like a cartoon fat bunny and its ears are like of those Scottish fold cats. Also, it has the cutest round puppy eyes that makes you in awe.

Iris “That’s beautiful, Mia,” I say, crouching down beside a small girl with pigtails who’s painting what appears to be a purple cat with wings. “Is that a flying cat?” She giggles and shakes her head. “It’s my cat if she was a dragon. Her name is Mittens.” “Well, dragon-Mittens looks very fierce,” I tell her with a smile. “I love the purple scales.”

I miss the freshness, the freedom it offered. "We are finally out. You happy, my boy?" I ask Milo, nudging my nose on the crook of his neck. He meows in contentment, being excited for the walk outside. My Milo is a hyperactive cat which is very usual. Maybe he wants to bring a balance in our lives as I'm always gloomy and dull. This very thought sounds absurd in my mind but sometimes I come to believe it.

Ankit left his friend's office. Yukio leaned his head back on the desk, brought his fingers over his lips and smiled.... Oriental Gray: I can't do it, I've been taking care of a fine breed kitten that came to my house a couple of weeks ago.... Black Cat: But if the kitty wasn't in your house would you “ "So the fine breed kitty is me, so you think I'm in your way?" Oriental Gray: It's not about the puss, I've only thought about doing it if it's a stable relationship, but for now it's not. Black Cat: What does your kitty say about all that?

She bent down slightly, and called out softly, “Mimi?” The cat let out a cheerful meow as if answering to its name. “Mimi seems to really like you,” the shop owner—a gentle young woman—said with a light laugh. “She’s usually quite picky and doesn’t go near strangers.” Annie chuckled and asked if she could hold the kitten. With a nod of permission, Annie happily set down her fork and carefully lifted the soft, snow-white cat onto her lap. She gently stroked its silky fur, and the kitten purred in delight, eyes slowly closing as it snuggled comfortably against Annie’s body.

Bob clings tightly to me and checks me everywhere to see if I'm okay. "Well, well, leaving everything that happened aside, what will you name the new food?" Ayumi asks "I don't know, I haven't thought about it. We could call it mochi" as soon as the cat hears the word mochi its two tails get tense at a ninety degree angle and meows loudly. Fearing that it might hurt me, I back away, but it chases me slowly all the way down to my feet. "what's wrong with the cat?" Helena asks as she takes it in her arms.

Caturix rumbles. I had no idea that they could switch like that without shifting. I have to say that Caturix is one imposing Lycan. He must be at least 8’ tall and he is all muscle. His fur is as black as night. I wanted to pet him, but during an attack is not the time for shit like that. I run my hand through his hair, and I swear he starts to purr like a damn cat. I nearly ask him if he is purring, but I do not think he would appreciate being compared to a cat. “Aww you are purring.” I coo.

Niki smiled, looking at the ginger cat that walked in alongside Alma. The cat mewed at her, taking a place in the middle of the sofa as if he owned the place. “Girls, I also brought some Morning Mojito!” Niki smiled, placing a jar of mojito on the table. She looked at the lazy furball, “I’ve got you too, Burbus. I brought you some catnip!”