Vic and I are on our way to the river right now. I'm going to be teaching him how to fish. And I'm rather curious to see how this will play out. We reached the river in our human forms, and Vic changed soon after, shaking out his brown and white pelt, before padding over to me. I scratched behind one of his ears, causing him to rub his head against my shoulder.

"Okay, you ready for me to teach you how to fish?" I asked. He barked up at me, so I'm taking that as a yes. "Okay, I'll take that as a yes." I say, before walking over to the rivers edge, with him following me. "Okay, can you show me what you can do? So I know what I need to teach you?" I ask.

He nods his head, before sitting down, watching the water. I stand back, watching him. He then stands up, as he sees a fish swim past. He then shoots his paw into the water, but slips on the rocks and falls in, landing on his side round the middle of the river. How he managed to fall that far in, I have no idea. He sits up, and spits out some river water that got in his mouth.

I start laughing at him, as he gets up and pads out of the water and over to me, shaking out his fur, causing me to jump back as water droplets splash onto me. "Hey!" I laugh.

After my laughing dies down, I walk over to the river, with Vic sitting down next to me. "Okay, watch me Vic." I say quietly. I feel my cat ears and tail start to come out, helping me to sense the fish. My hands start to change into cat paws, as I sit on my knees, still as a statue, as I wait for a fish to come past. "You've got to be really quiet." I whisper.

I stare into the water, my whole body still, not even my tail moving, till I shoot my paw into the water, hooking a fish into my claws as it swims past. I then slam it down onto the rocks, killing it instantly. My hands then change back into human hands, and my cat ears and tail begin to retract back into my body. Since I'm a werecat I can control when I want them to show or not. I prefer to not show them when I'm in my human form though. My tall usually gets in the way. Hold up, why didn't I think of showing the wolves how to fish like this? I completely forgot I can do that. God damnit.

"Do you want to give it a go?" I ask. Vic stares down at the water, before nodding. "Okay." I say, pushing his back down a little. "You've got to just, sit down, staying completely still." I say, he does what I say, sitting perfectly still, except for his tail that is swishing round on the stones. "Vic, don't wag your tail around." I say. "You've got to be completely still.' His tail falters in moving, and he becomes perfectly still, staring down into the water. "Okay, now when a fish swims past, you've got to be fast, and make sure they don't sense you first." I said. "And also, if you're a little too slow, it'll alert the other fish. You've got to be fast, so you don't alert the other fish." I say, looking round. "Okay, I can smell a fish swimming up to us." I warn.

He just kept looking down at the river, his ears pricking up in alertness, and concentration. As soon as the fish gets close enough to us, he shoots a paw into the water, flipping the fish out of the water, and onto the stones. He then grabs it in his jaw and sinks his teeth into it to kill it. He then drops the fish next to mine, looking at me.

"That was great Vic." I praised him, scratching behind his ear. "Hmm, can I see your paw for a second?" I ask. He nods, extending a paw out for me to examine. His claws weren't that sharp, they were sorta blunt. But werewolves claws are much different from werecat claws. Our claws are much sharper, and depending on who it is, their claws could be much sharper than someone else's. Mine are surprisingly very sharp. I don't know why though. My mother's claws aren't that sharp, and honestly, neither are my father's claws. "Hmm, you wolves will need to flip your paws under the fish and flip it out into the stones. Your claws aren't sharp enough to claw into the fish's scales like us cats." I comment.

After awhile, I change into my werecat form and just lay in the warm sun with Vic, after we ate our fish. I curl up into Vic's side, purring loudly, as he wraps his tail round me, and licks between my ears.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, curled up into Vic's side, a scent is drifted closer to us by the wind. And it's not werewolf. I sit up straight away, and stare out across the river, into no man's land, where I see one of my former Clanmates approaching. A low growl starts in my throat, alarming Vic, as he sits up and looks over to where I'm looking. A growl rises in his throat also, as the two of us stand up, and walk over to the werecat.

As the werecat sits down across the river from Vic and I, I realize that the cat is my mother. A whimper rises in my throat, replacing my warning growl. Vic seems to notice my change in mood and stops growling at my mother and looks down at me. I look up at him, and let out a small meow of discomfort.

I then look over to my mother who has changed into her human form and has wrapped a large cloth round her naked body. "Kellin sweetie. Please change so I can talk to you." She says, softly. I just shake my head at her. I don't even want to talk to her right now. She didn't do anything when my father exiled me from the Clan, or when he attacked me. She just stood by and watched as her mate attacked me. Her own son. What mother would stand by and watch as her own son was attacked and exiled from their own home?

"Kellin. Please." She said. Once again, I just shook my head at her. She sighs, looking down at the ground. "Kellin sweetie. I want you to come back home with me." She says, looking back up at me. "I understand you don't want to from what your father did. But I miss having my son in the Clan." She says. "Come back home. And I'll deal with your father, and make him understand that he was wrong to exile you from the Clan." She says. "Please, I just want my son back."

I shook my head, hissing at her. I'm never going back to them. I don't care how much my mother wants me back. I just can't go back there knowing that the whole Clan hates me for falling in love with a werewolf. I won't be able to stand the hate, and harsh words. I'd forever be an outsider in the Clan. I'm better off with Vic's Pack.

I nudged Vic's shoulder, telling him that I'm wanting to go back to the Pack's house now. He looked down at my distressed face, and nodded, understanding that I'm wanting to go back to the house now. He wrapped his tail over my back, before looking up over at my mother, before giving her a warning growl to not return again, and that if she does return, there'll be consequences.

I watched, as my mother sighed in defeat, before changing into her silver werecat form and running away from us. I then looked up at Vic, who licked the top of my head in reassurance, and I nuzzled my face into his thick, white chest fur. Which is extremely soft, and comfy. I almost don't want to remove my head from it. It's just that soft.

We then start walking back to the house, running into Johnnie, and his mate Kyle - a brown wolf, with unusual black flecks through his coat, who just so happens to be pregnant with Johnnie's pups. They're both laying round in the sun in their wolf forms, and when they see us walk past, they bark in greeting. Vic and I nod our heads at them both, a gesture that the Pack uses to greet one another while we're in our forms, considering we can't talk in our forms.

Seeing Kyle pregnant with Johnnie's pups, almost makes me want to carry Vic's pups. But, Vic and I can't. As it's illegal to reproduce with a creature who isn't the same as you. I'm a werecat, Vic's a werewolf, so we cannot reproduce together. But we're aloud to be mates with each other. I still don't see why we're not aloud to reproduce, we're both werecreatures. The only difference is that I'm a cat and Vic's a wolf.

We walk through the open doors and walk up to our room. Vic jumps up onto his hind paws, to push the door handle down with a paw to open the door. Before jumping back down onto all four paws and walking in with me following behind. Vic's changes back to his human form as soon as I push the door closed, and quickly gets dressed, before coming back over to me with some clothes for me to wear after I change back into my human form.

Vic turns round as I change back into my human form, and put the clothes on. I'm still not comfortable being naked round Vic. I won't even change clothes if he's in the room, or is looking. He respects my wishes enough to either leave the room, or just turn around and not watch me. One day I'll be comfortable enough to be naked round him when he's watching. Just, right now I'm not so confident. Even though we've been mates for a few months now.

He turns round when I'm changed, and walks over to me, and pulling me into him, and I relax against him and rest my head on his chest. He rubs a hand up and down my back and I start purring.

"Hey kitten?" He asks softly. I hum in response, looking up at him. "You know how you can retract your cat ears and tail in and out?" He asks. I just look up at him, knowing what he's going to say next. "You looked very cute with them out." He says. "Could you like, keep them out?" He asks. "For me?"

I look down at the ground. "I don't really like keeping them out." I say, looking up at him. "My tail gets in the way a lot. Sometimes it feels like it has a mind of its own." I say. "But, I suppose I can for a while." I say, as I feel my dark brown cat ears start to poke out through my hair. I also feel my tail start to come out, but the jeans I'm wearing didn't have a hole for my tail to poke out of. I look behind me, to see my tail trying to make it's way out, but it can't. "Hey uh Vic?" I ask. "I need some different jeans." I say, pulling them down a little, just passed where my tail comes out of my back, and bringing it round to my front. "These jeans don't have a hole for my tail to poke through freely." I say, playing round with my white tail tip. That's probably the only part I liked about my tail. It was fully dark brown, but had a cute little white tip.

"I'll go see what I can find." He said. "Actually, Austin's mate Alan might have a pair that you could borrow. He usually keeps his ears and tail out." He then takes me down the hall, over to Austin and Alan's room and knocks on the door.

Austin opens the door after a few knocks, and invites us in. I look over to the bed, to see Alan asleep under the blankets. His ginger ears poking out through his hair. Something's different about Alan's scent, but I can't quite tell what. Vic doesn't seem to notice Alan's strange scent, and I'm not sure if Austin does, but if so, then he's not shooting any sign that he does.

"So, what do you guys need?" Austin asks, sitting down on the bed. Vic looks down at me, before looking back to Austin. "Uh, Kellin needs a pair of jeans that has a hole for his tail, and since Alan's the only other werecat here, and he usually keeps his ears and tail out, do you think he'll let Kellin borrow a pair of his jeans?" He asks.

Austin looks over to Alan's sleeping form, before looking back over at Vic and I. "Uhm, I don't know." He said. "I don't really want to wake him either." He adds. He then turns back around as Alan shifts around in the bed, and sits up, covering himself up to his shoulders with the blanket. "Austin?" He says quietly. "He can borrow a pair of my jeans." He says. "I don't mind." He then looks up at Vic and I, his ginger ears twitching a little.

Austin then gets up off the bed and goes over to one of the drawers that I'm guessing belongs to Alan, and grabs out a pair of jeans, that will accommodate my tail. "Here." Austin says, handing the jeans over to me. "These should fit you. You look around the same size as Alan."

"Thanks." I say, taking the jeans from Austin. I hold them close to my chest, and look round the room. I sniff the air, trying to figure out the odd scent radiating off Alan. Vic seems to notice this, and wraps an arm round my waist. "You okay kitten?" He asks. I turn to look at him. "I'm fine." I say. I guess he can't smell the strange scent. Although, werecats have a stronger sense of smell than werewolves. Or maybe my nose is playing tricks on me. But I was always good at scenting stuff before any other in my former Clan. And my nose has never lied to me before, so why would it start lying now?

"Okay. Thanks for the pants guys." Vic said for me, as I continued to sniff out the air, trying to see if I can tell what it is. I notice Alan cast a nervous glance at me, and when my eyes met with his, he looked a little scared. But why, I'm not so sure. Vic and I then left Austin and Alan alone, and walked back to our room, so I could change into the pants.

Once we were back in our room, and I had changed into the pants, I swished my tail round, glad that it was actually quite comfortable wearing these pants. When I had my tail out earlier when I was teaching Vic how to fish, I was wearing an old pair of boxer shorts, and a singlet, so it didn't matter too much then, and it didn't matter if they got ripped when I changed into my cat form.

Vic and I just ended up sitting on our bed together, cuddled up against each other, till Vic got the idea to start annoying me by grabbing out a laser light, and shine it on the wall on the other side of the room, causing my kitten senses to show through, and make me jump out of his arms and chase the little red dot round the room. I glared at Vic as he laughed at me, before pouncing on him and ticking him. And successfully learning that he's actually really ticklish.

He then pulled me down into his chest after awhile, where I curled up against him, my tail wrapped round my waist. I started purring as I rested my head on his chest and he stroked my tail fur with one hand, while his other hand was wrapped round me. I started to grow sleepy, and fell asleep curled up on his chest.