A Paw-ful Perspective

A Paw-ful Perspective

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Catrick Furnando Whiskerton the ninth, is the third oldest of his litter of six. He was born on the month of Azi, as the 3rd heir to the throne of Meowton. Due to poor decisions and experiencing a series of betrayals, he was castaway from his hometown and now lives as a house cat with his very own personal butler, or so he assumes. All was well, maybe a little too well until he stumbled upon incidents and secrets he shouldn't have and now must face the consequence of his curiosity. It is upto him now, to join forces in the guise of helping with the treason while secretly finding a way to stop the human Kingdom from ruin and acquire the tuna sandwich recipe he oh so dearly loves!
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Her thoughts were shattered, feeling the presence of someone behind her. The presence felt dominating and powerful, like she had never felt before. "Castilla." She dared to turn to find Jax standing by entrace of the Castle balcony. "Jax?" Something seemed different about him. She could sense powerful magic that wasn't dark but frightening. His eyes were now a swirl of fire. The embers had become a storm of chaotic fire. His features had more of his true inhuman form. Horns of black curved sharply on top of his head. Something he didn't have before. "Did your heart ache for me? While I was gone?" He teased Castilla. "Why would it?" A smirk formed across his lips. "The way you were staring into the night as you were longing for something or someone. Thane perhaps?" Castilla's face did not change expression as he had hoped. She walked over to him. Looking into his eyes, she spoke. "That night before we left town, I knew it was you from the very first moment your lips captured mine. " She smiled at the shock that appeared on his face momentarily. A world filled with conquest, drama, betrayal, bloodshed, supernatural, kings, queens, mages, and a thirst for power. All rights reserved. 2026

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