Pucca Cat Novels & Stories

Hayak took the leftover downstairs, and Eulalia checked some news on her phone, then curled back into bed for a nap. She woke up naturally at around 11 a.m., got dressed, and as she was heading down the stairs, she heard noises from below. "So cute." "What kind of cat is it?" "What does it eat?" "Let me see the cat food and canned food that were delivered, and some dried fish. Should we feed it some?" "Meow~" Eulalia understood everything when she heard the cat meowing, and immediately ran downstairs. The cat Percival had bought was a Ragdoll with deep blue eyes, not shy at all, rubbing against everything and everyone, still a very small kitten needing to be fed sheep's milk.

Everyone knew that the guardian was mute so if this cat really was, then… “No, but he’s deaf from birth which made it hard for him to know how to make any sounds,” Feral answered dispiritedly, looking exactly like a heartbroken owner would as Paws cutely stretched its paws unto his face in an attempt to cheer him up. Silvia rolled her eyes, oh now she was the big bad villainess. ‘Then there should be a… impossible! There is no marking?!’ she exclaimed on seeing the VERY clear bottom of the cat.

She quickly lean on Catherine's shoulder. "I got scared... Cathy". Muka added. Cathy lift Muka's head. Her bangs almost covered her face. Catherine spotted some trace of tears from her red cheeks. Muka got her mother's aura. Cute and bubbly. The Casimir has the same eyes which is brown. Their black and white hair run through their genes just like Catherine. "Don't be scared, I am here already". Catherine softly said and hug Muka. "Are you telling the truth?" Xperia asked. She's in the back sitting.

I should have asked Kane what colour the cat by the security quarters was. “What’s her name?” I asked the blond, middle-aged woman. She flashed me a warm smile. “She doesn’t have one yet. You can decide that.” Alina would give her one. I’d picked a female cat, because… well, I felt that male animals were more difficult to control. “This is a Khao Manee breed,” she continued, gesturing to the cot in front of me where the cat purred softly. “They are usually pure white just like this, with beautiful eyes. Isn’t she a cutie?”