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For the tiger therians out there. Sorry it's not great, I don't know what it's like to be a tiger :S
Poetry | Updated Nov 11, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Every night he wakes up with claw marks and bruises all over his body. And every night they get worse and worse.
How much do humans really differ from animals? Here a cheetah, upon coming into contact with a man observing her, gives her perspective on the definition of a predator.
Info prior to reading: Cheetahs are one of the very few felines with non-retractable claws, meaning they do not fully sheath.
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By Red Raven
A mysterious creatures finds itself running for what may be it's life through the woods in the middle of night. While trying to elude those tracking it the creature recognizes that it possess knowledge and a sense of self recognition, but has no memory of where it came from or what it is.
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Gob's action packed adventure story.
By Jk The Dragon
Rated for people of ages 8 and upwards.
This is a Warrior story of course about a young cat named Thunderkit. Lets just say he starts of very sweet and well turns very nasty.... and im not saying anymore! I hope you enjoy!
I based this poem off the anime inuyasha. It's about a cold, cruel man finding out he loves a woman but not until it is far to late
This is the story of Argyle and Pap, two inner city cats with a big problem on their paws. The Claws, a vicious local gang are killing kitties left and right with their highly addictive "product". Argyle, homeless and alone is barely surviving on the tough streets until Pap moves in and insists...
Raindrop wants to escape the city of which she was born in. The dogs took control of everything and plan to get at the wolves next. Raindrop is determined to help get every last cat out of the darkness and into the forest. Yet this task seems impossible. Or is it?
By The Ghost Poet
A poem of human turning to beast.
these words just flowed into my head tonight.............
By King Kat
Fangs, horns and claws. In hind sight, perhaps I should have known better than to blackmail the supernatural creatures I stumbled upon. Big mistake? You have no idea.