Rwby Curious Cat Novels & Stories

Ruby's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Who is the omega beast?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder. "And why is it so powerful?" Adrian and I exchanged uneasy glances, our faces a mask of seriousness. "We're not entirely sure," Adrian admitted, his voice low. "But we need to figure it out, and fast." Ruby's eyes widened, her gaze drifting back to the omega wolf beast. "It's...it's incredible," she breathed. "I've never seen anything like it."

How is it possible that he did not want to accept this beautiful bond between them? Ruby watches the scene from the crack in the door. She also hid her presence and scent so that Katrina wouldn't realize she was watching them, pretending to be asleep when she arrived. She knew she would come here, now that Ragnar had been discharged. However, she never imagined that she had already found her wolf. Is that why she couldn't find her until now? What is that impressive aura emanating from her body? Does she have the gift of healing just like her brother?

Rowan hated cats too, though his reaction had been far more dramatic. Curiosity piqued, I rise from my crouched position, still cradling the cat in my arms, and approach him. He doesn’t react. Doesn’t blink. He doesn’t even notice me. I squint at him, one hundred percent convinced that he’s either fainted while standing or astral projecting somewhere far away. The cat, however, does react.

"Cyrus, there's a huge monster outside. It keeps meowing at the windows." She swallowed. "Keira said we had to get Babs. It followed her here." "Don't be scared," Cyrus said. "It's Babs' friend. Let's go see it." He wheeled Barbara into the living room. Outside the window, two massive red eyes glowed in the night. The mutated cat, Buttercup, let out a few rough howls. It did not look hostile. It looked impatient, like it was waiting to be fed. When it saw Barbara, it quieted and sat down in the snow.

My subconscious blamed me. "You know I will not worry too much about anything." I said to myself. I pulled off my coat and sat on the couch to study the drawings. I have five beings to find and I haven't found any. The three of us had five drawings which were all the same, that made the whole thing look more real. The first, a little boy, around Kabal's age. He has a special kind of eye, it looked too white, not gray, he's a little shepard. Second, like a slave girl, I see that she works in a brothel, She has a short hair that barely reached her shoulder. Third, a male with a pet, a white wild cat. Fourth, also a male, he has a birthmark beneath his left eye. The fifth, it's hard to discern

Two people near the entrance looked at me with the mild alarm of witnesses to someone having a disproportionate response to a small animal. “It’s a cat,” one of them said, helpfully. “I know what it is,” I said, stepping around it and going inside. The bar was the kind of place that existed without ambition. Functional lighting, a long counter, a television nobody was watching. I sat at the counter and pointed at whatever the person beside me had ordered. It was stronger than I expected. I drank it anyway. My phone buzzed. Rydan. A picture. Him against a dark background, one hand raised to his own chest, nails extended and pressed against his own skin.

"I heard you tried to touch her again and she stabbed you. I can see it in the way you are holding onto your chest. She will not come quietly. Yan Sha will slip away somewhere quietly where you'll never be able to find her again." "Wei, Jungpi, Yan . . . there are three that must fall. A cat is curious as to what is going on through the wall. I can lure the phoenixes and strange them in my wrist. Lion is only a bigger cat. The same tricks will get me the prize that I have been seeking for quite some time. If you doubt me, maybe you should stay here longer to recouperate."

He still did not wear any audio equipment, so Larissa could not even pretend that she could not hear Ruby's voice, which came through clearly through the phone's speakers. "Kevan! The kitty's here!" Ruby was hugging a Ragdoll kitten that was about the size of Muffin, and she lifted one of its paws to greet Kevan. Kevan smiled and asked her, "Do you like it?" "Um …" Ruby was a little hesitant. Kevan's smile faded a bit. "What's wrong? You don't like it?" "I do, but …" Ruby paused. "I feel that this kitty isn't as cute as yours, you know? Besides, it also looks dumb and slow …"

Ruby rested her hand on the window for a moment before slowly pushing it open. The kitten was docile. It jumped in and curled up in the corner of the windowsill. It was curious but remained still, simply looking around. Ruby closed the window and picked up the little creature. She turned to Sullivan and said, "Sullivan, it's getting late. I'll come back to see you tomorrow. What do you want to eat then?" Instead of answering her, Sullivan stared at the cat nestled in her arms with a frown. "Are you planning to keep that cat?"

Rhys jumps up and runs out of the room like he has just come up with a brilliant idea. "He is such a sweet boy," Kitty shakes her head, watching Phoenix push my head forward. "He weally is, he is a good broder to us. Rhys makes Roan happy when dey are bonded," Phoenix speaks excitedly, I turn my head to look at her. She growls and forces my head forward again making Kitty and I both laugh.