The Stray Cat: Ch. 16

I shuffled into the kitchen sleepily. My chest was tight and my body tingled. I'd barely slept all night, dreading what I'd have to do in the morning. Around 4 AM I nearly had a panic attack and had considered spending the night at Brad's place. But I...

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The Stray Cat: Ch. 14

I pulled open the door to The Doghouse and scanned the room. The tavern was about one-third full. It was well after dinner but not quite time for drunken reveling this Saturday night. The orange fox behind the counter smiled at me as I stepped inside....

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Ch. 0 - The Black Cat

I can feel the warmth of my own fur against the soft sheets of my beloved bed. I am now awake; my eyes slowly open and I find myself once again in this reality, the same as ever. No matter how many nights I sleep, it's always the same in the morning. I...

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Cat Island, Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Stormclouds and Mist Mist, mist, and more mist. That was all she could see. An endless sea of fog, with no determinable end. Lethe chuffed, the laguz warrior leaning on the railing on the bow of the ship, a tiny thing. Along with her sister...

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Hazel, the Sarcastic Medieval Cat

Hazel, the Sarcastic Medieval Cat By Finn Panther A building, with a roof, and a fire, and a bed. That's all I want. Just a roof, a fire, and a bed. And then this horrible hell of a day can end. Hazel, suffice it to say, had not had a good day....

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650 Cat Versus Wilderness

Several more casts of the cats claw, and she has managed to climb up onto the highest, forward-most facing point of the moving log pile, where several of the logs make a convenient nest.

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 7

Confused and in disbelief, I followed Mr. Hattori out of the tiny kitchen and out into the dojo area. He turned right, and headed for the door that I had not been in yet. He opened it, and walked right into the darkness beyond. _Is this another test of...

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 5

I finally managed to coerce my still-aching body up and out of bed, and walked over to the door. I smelled the faint aroma of eggs cooking. My stomach, growling like a dog, led me out of the room and into the dojo-like area. As I entered the room, I...

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 4

I forced myself to open my eyes. This simple deed was rewarded with a shooting pain through my skull. I closed by eyes to the blinding, piercing light, and tried to remember what had happened. For a while, I couldn't remember a thing, and then the...

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 2

My earliest memories were of St. Mary's Orphanage. I have no memories, no pictures, no proof I ever had parents, but the adults that ran the orphanage insisted I had two. The nuns always tried to act like parents to us, but I could never really grow...

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 1

I kicked the solid, metal door as hard as I could, and it flew open with a loud thud. The cold night air hit me in the face, ruffling my fur as I stepped out onto the dark rooftop. My eyes searched the shadows for any movement, and my fingers tightened...

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The Stray Cat, Ch. 8

"What is the most powerful unarmed strike in your arsenal right now?" Mr. Hattori quizzed me. I scrunched my face. So many to choose from... After a few seconds I replied, "The shako-ken claw strike. Applied properly, my claws can rip through soft...

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