Slime Biologist (vore story)
Of a normal tabby.
Idle Hands
The woman sighed again and removed her hand from tabby's shoulder. she put her hands on her hips and looked down at tabby from her much greater height.
Maulaholics Anonymous (ADHG)
\>the tabby looks up as if to speak but then looks to the ground, ashamed \>"i see, and these scratches, does she ever lose control and cut too deep?" \>"no." the tabby says with a deflated sigh.
The Switchback Canyon Race
The tabby frame was a single steel paw past, but the judges wouldn't nitpick that. with an inexperienced pilot, they were lucky she stopped at all. the tabby bounced on its toes, ready to charge ahead.
Truth or Dare
Don this is kaitlin," he jestered to a perky looking tabby. "and alex," he pointed to the silver furred mouse, who smiled and waved when her name was announced. "hi," don said, smiling and waving briefly.
KINGDOM OF FELIS: Prologue
In the curve of heather's belly rested their three kits: a black and white tom, like bird, a brown tabby tom, like heather, and a brown and white tabby she-cat, a perfect mix of the two parents.
Glitch in the Neurotic Matrix
Midway through a panicked recollection of all his memories and doubts, the poor tabby suddenly found my private detective services ad in his father's abandoned newspaper. he thought it was fate.
Family Days 35
The tabby looked quickly up at the board and then shook his head, "i don't know," he said simply, and guessing that was all he needed to do, resumed talking with his neighbor.
Late Night Snack
Peeking in through the door, she caught sight another tabby rolling over in his bed, this one grey with black tiger stripes.
Static Fuzz
The tabby shrugged to himself and with a knowing smile returned to his magazine. stray thoughts were already pondering how to spend his new found wealth.
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #14- The Lynx Links
And please, call me feres." he turned to catch the tabby's glance with a toothy smile. "honestly speaking here, i've had enough cold popsicles." the tabby gestured to his supply of bottled orange sodas. "trade?" he mewled.
Treading Chapter 8 - Registration
We twist our heads to see an orange tabby waving to us. "i can help you two."