Between Cats and Wolves: A Bronx Tale

I do not own the characters in the story below, just use them for your, *ahem* reading pleasure

The Sky was dark and the rain was pouring down again, seeming like it would never end. Under a Bronx apartment, Felicia Stared out at the harsh weather, sighed, and rolled over on her side. Hard times had fallen upon New York, and her former master he put her too the street, no longer able to take care of the expensive kitty. She had found shelter in the basement of an apartment, which wasn’t much, but It had some old blankets on the floor and it was at least dry and warm. Her stomach growling was a constant reminder the she hadn’t eaten in two days, and the usually abundant garbage cans were empty. She stretched out on her make shift bed, and thought aloud to herself, “Mrrrrrowr I wish this rain, would let up a little; maybe I can get something in my stomach today. This depression last any longer and I’m gonna be in some serious trouble.”

Much to her delight, the rain did let up and a few rays of sunshine manage to break through the still ominous looking clouds. She stretched out and let all her joints pop into place, then got up and squeezed through the apartment grate out onto the wet streets of the alley. “We’ll it’s about time these damn people left me something to eat!” She looked over at the garbage can, and could smell the stench of fish, coming from it. Fuzzy little paws knocked the lid of the can and she looked in, elated by the site before her. “Food! Finally!” she dove in and begin to stuff herself with the remains of some large and seemingly unwanted fish, as it was almost completely untouched. “I wonder why someone through this out in times like this. Heehee, their loss is my gain; chow time!” She continued to stuff herself, completely unaware of the stranger watching her from the shadows.

Now the Streets of New York were notorious for having some of the meanest and toughest creatures around, but they were still no place for a werewolf. Gallon watched the gorgeous creature before him; gorgeous curves outlined with white fur, full and fuzzy breasts, a perfectly round plump behind, and that cute little tail.

A fangy smirk appeared across the smug wolf’s face. “Dinner is served”

Before Felicia could even pick up on Gallon’s approach, an unfamiliar growl and hot breath hit her ear. Terror shot down her spine and the bottom of her stomach dropped out, as turned around in an almost comical manner, staring right into the toothy grin of an unknown creature. “Boo!”

Felicia screamed and took a swipe at the creature, but it just hand-sprung back and landed nimbly on its feet.

“Who’s there? This is my territory, and you’re not welcome here.” She said, still poised and ready to flee. All that came out of the tall shadow was a slight chuckle, which grew into an all out laughter.

“What’s so funny?!?” she asked, her tail waggling furiously behind her and her claws extended, ready to scratch the stuffing out of anything that moved. The tall shadow walked towards, still laughing at the cat girl before him.

“I was wondering what had happened to you and I can’t believe my eyes. So the princess of all felines, is nothing more than alley cat; and to think things couldn’t get better, she’s afraid of the little old me.” At this point his laughter rang out unrestrained, and it became apparent Felicia knew what she was in for.

“Gallon, I should have known that flea ridden smell anywhere. Get out of my territory you beast!”

He walked towards her, and he could sense her fear, as het let out a loud growl. Again she screamed, and again, his laughter echoed through the alley. “Your terrified of me, yet you expect that I’m just gonna leave you be? Hah! Your territory is mine if you can’t hold your ground.”

She had been so afraid to move, that she didn’t even realize him standing directly above her. “GG-G-Get away f-f-from me” She stuttered. She was terrified of him, yet at the same time she couldn’t ignore the fact that, hell, she was attracted too him. Hell, he was tall and beautiful, muscles rippled under his fur, and the cocky swagger he carried just made him so irresistible.

“Hey, princess, you gonna stay and hold your ground or are you gonna run away scared” he said but his comment hadn’t fazed her. She was in a deep trance thinking about how gorgeous he was, and up close, he was even more incredible. He waved his hand across her face but still no response.

He snapped his fingers in front of her face, “WAKE UP!” Startled she instinctively took a swiped at him but he grabbed her paw before she could slash him. He hadn’t realized it but he was right on top the girl he had found so gorgeous for the longest time, and a toothy smirk, made its way to his face. He laughed to himself and thought, “Show time”

“You really gotta stop doing that” he said, “You really wanna scratch this pretty face?” she was shocked and she too realized he was right on top of her.

“Would you get off of me you animal!” she said in frustration. He stood up and pulled her up with him.

“You sure you want that? It seems like you were enjoying that position quite a bit.” he smiled, his golden yellow eyes met her sapphire blue ones.

“L-Le-Let me go you monster” she managed to stutter out again. She was confused with her feelings. She had never been this attracted to any man, much less a werewolf.

“Dear me such harsh words. Come on Felicia, get over it; you know you want me” he whispered into her ear. He knew he was in as he felt the shiver that went down her spine and her nipples began to harden.

“I don....I...I mean.....you.....me....I....I....bu...” She tried to speak but words were not coming together, and before she could try again a clawed finger fell upon her lips. “You talk too much!” he brashly said, “and you don’t make much sense either.”

She looked into his eyes and felt his muscular arms around her, and herself pressed against his rock hard abs and chest. It was easy to loose track of just how built he really was, as soft blue and white fur, made everything look so smooth. She fell silent and just stepped into his embrace, looking up at him. Golden eyes seemed to pierce right through her, and she felt a feeling she had for no other; she had to have him. Right there, and right now.

“Hey princess you wanna let go of me, since you think I’m such an animal” he teased her. He looked up and a few drops of rain hit his face, soon followed by a torrent of rain that began to pour down again.

“Let’s go inside, before we get soaked” and before she realized that she had actually just invited a werewolf into her home, he agilely slipped through the grate and into the basement. “You comming princess or are you just gonna stand out there and get soaked?!”

“What the hell did I just do?” she asked herself, but before she knew it, he had grabbed her legs and pulled her into the dark basement.

Chapter 2 to follow

Please review people, this is my first story and i just want some feedback as to whether or not to continue. I promise a great lemon next chapter if you do. ;)