The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post Novels & Stories

he asked. My eyes widened, “Do you know The White Cats?” He nods, “They look just like my cat, Marie. I heard there was only one pair of them in the US, but I couldn’t find them.” “Well, now they are yours.” I said. Don’t thank me, you should thank Victor. But, “I hope you like it.” Looking at me again, sweetly Jamie smiles, “They are beautiful. Thank you, Henry.” There, after he thanked me, right before he was going to walk away, I stopped him again.

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.

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.

“If she breaks the pact, your father, Lucione, will destroy her. The cat I know… would definitely find a good excuse that isn’t violating the pact…” “The cat you know…?” I remarked. “What do you mean…?” “…………………” For some reason, the white Snake looks away. White Snake— seems to know Black Cat inside out well enough for her to say that. “Lady, me, and that ungrateful cat are good friends when we were little.” Snow Leopard Queen replies. “HISS…!!!” With that hiss— Icicles suddenly rains down from above of Snow Leopard Queen, which she makes a quick dodge by leaping to the side.

Lucas won, of course, but I am pretty sure he would still be buying the three of us ice cream. “Hey El, this claw machine is a scam. In fact, all of these are. You will just be wasting your tokens here,” Lucas said. They are already beside me. “I know, but I saw this cute little white cat and thought of you. I thought of giving it to you. Look, it looks like you. Especially when you are annoyed,” I responded, speaking what is on my mind. I was still playing the game while I spoke. This is getting irritating, why can’t this little cute cat just go with the claw?

I smiled, still running my hands through White's soft fur. "Is he like.. your pet?" She asked me. I could see she was also dying to touch White. I just didn't know if that would be a good idea. "Nah! White is not a pet. He's much more than that." I told her, making her smile. His nose twitched as he caught a whiff of Athena's smell, and his eyes suddenly flew open. Athena tensed up in fear, backing away instinctively. White just grunted, closing his eyes again. I chuckled at Athena.

She tried to write, tried to sketch, anything to quiet her mind, but nothing worked. At some point, I approached the window, staring out into the dark woods beyond the manor wall, and that's when I heard it. Scratch. It was a very faint and short scrape,like nails against the outside stone. I froze as the scratching sounded increased by the second, and without thinking, I yanked the curtains aside and flung the window open, just to come face to face with nothing. Nothing but night. There was no wind, no movement, not even footprints in the dirt below, but when I turned around, a slip of paper lay on my pillow again.

I let out an embarrassingly high-pitched scream. I stumbled towards the switch to flip on the bulb. “You almost sent me to meet the moon goddess, girl” I let out, a sigh falling from my lips as I dropped the plate of food onto the counter. It was the dog/ lion breed animal that was always following me. Tis was the first time I was seeing it today though. It whimpered, its yellow eyes the only thing visible from where I stood. “What’s bothering you?” I asked it as I tried pulling it out of the corner it backed itself into.

It wouldn’t count as chasing if it just went looking for their shelters and attacking them there. Plus, having its fur get wet wasn’t really that comfortable. But it was restless and couldn’t stay in one place. Maybe splashing in a few puddles would do it some good. Suddenly, a white cat zoomed out of nowhere and bumped into it. The impact of the crash caused the cat to bounce back a little and fall on its butt. The Wraeken wasn’t sure who was more surprised. They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds. And then the cat let out a panicked hiss that could have passed off for a ‘pardon me’ and tried to zoom off again.