Mole-rat Kim Possible Novels & Stories

The pain was the most painful thing she had ever experienced in her whole life unlike the torture pains she had received from her master, but this one was as if her whole body was tearing apart if not for the encouragement her mate showered to her, she do not know how she would have pass through this she thought. Alpha Jaden made kim calm, then Kim decided to stand up from the floor and immediately she fell. she wondered why she was weak in the kneels then she shifted her gaze down to her feet and yelp from shock immediately, below her suppose legs where four legs with midnight black fur, she tried to stand up again with the help from alpha Jaden and this time she succeeded. Kim's wolf jump

Chapter 53: A Common Enemy Kim: Kim swiveled his chair around, waiting for the door to his study to open once again, with thoughts swarming in his head that only Kit could calm. It hadn't been a whole lot of time since Aawut had gone in search for Kit, but Kim had little to no patience when it came to his lover. He couldn’t help but smile as he thought about how surprised Kit had been about their new bondage play in his bedroom the other night.

“Now?” I nod. “More than ever.” This new information gives way to a new expression on his face. Instead of looking super annoyed, he looks curious, suspicious—even careful, if that furrowed brow reveals anything. Good. He should be. Because the thing about moles? They’re not just rats in fancy coats. They’re quiet. Patient. The kind of people who know how to smile with you, bleed beside you, and still slit your throat the second you turn your back.

"I have no idea. I was just in the lab, and the plants were fine. Now, they're like this - it's as if they've been eaten by some kind of pest." Malcolm turned to Lira, who was studying the footprints and data on her tablet. "Lira, what have you found out about these tracks? Are they from rats?" Lira looked up, her brow furrowed in concentration. "I'm sorry, Alpha, but I haven't found a match yet... It's possible that they're from rats or otters." Malcolm's expression darkened. "Otters? What kind of otter eats grain?" He rubbed his temples, clearly frustrated and exhausted.

300% was beyond their limit, much less 900% “We decided to return immediately and let the Elders know of our findings. That was when we run into it – The Giant Black Mamba. If our great elders would kindly recall our report months ago, when we stated that we came across a nest of dead Giant Rats, you would be able to tell where the mamba factors in.”

Just like you mentioned yourself, we use rats and do not really bother if they live or die in the process, that is because aside from the fact that they can reproduce rapidly, their small size, ease of maintenance, short life cycle, and abundant genetic resources. But most of all is because it is due to their anatomical, physiological, and genetic similarity to humans. And aside from being the a major source of food for many predators and scavengers, including hawks, fox, bobcats, and even wolves are not even useful in the ecosystem so they become useful to the medical studies, but may I remind you that this case with Marco is different-”

"Well too bad for them, but there is probably too much genetic difference between our species." "What does that mean?" Weylin asked, a puzzled expression on his face. "See I'm human. And you're... Some type of mole people. We have been separated for a long time and evolved differently. You have eyes that can see in the dark and you're small. This is good for living in caves. I am a human, but I am a first generation genetic modification. I have a very little chance of reproducing with a human, let alone with a mole person."

Mark asks Marcella and Wesley. They shake their heads as Kimberly comes from behind the tree. She is a Himalayan wolf, with a sleek body and thick fur. Her face is perfectly sympathetic and her eyes glow blue. “Wow!” Wesley says. “Everyone, this is Kimberly,” Trent smiles. Mark, Trent, Wesley and I drop out shorts and shift. Mark is a brown Beta wolf. Trent is the smallest of the males but bigger than Kimberly. Aires and Dexter stand shoulder to shoulder, both Black. Dexter has brown eyes, Aries and Fran have green glowing eyes.

She had been ready for months. Charmaine raised the basket and all alphas fell silent. She opened it and took out a small creature who had been dyed bright green. Purple or red would have shown easier, so she'd chosen a color that would add to the difficulty while still being unnatural enough to mark it. It was a rat but a small one, a creature that was ready to run. Megan knew this kind of rodent, they were rarely eaten because they were quick, and didn't give much meat for all the hassle they were to catch. She tensed.

The five remaining sat in tense silence until the door closed. "The mole has to be high-level," Elara said. "Access to security protocols requires council-level clearance or equivalent. That means vampire nobility, senior resistance members, or top human officials." "Can't be human," Matthias said. "They don't have the access needed. Has to be vampire or witch." "Could be bonded pair," Rowan said quietly. "Someone with connections to both communities." They all looked at each other, the implication clear. Bonded pairs had unique access, moved freely between species. If the conspiracy had compromised one...