#werecat au

[madslovesmaws]

Erm.... NOT ENOUGH MONSTER AU L4D CONTENT!!

People seemed to like the cat doodles on my other post so I'm expressing my love for werecreatures with this one, ough werecat nick my beloved

[silverynight]

The tiger and the snow leopard

When walking through the woods with all his siblings, Tanjirou prefers to do it in his human form; he still has his fluffy tail and his little leopard ears on the top of his head.

He thinks it's a better way to stay alert in case of a potential threat. His siblings were a bit cold so they all took their snow leopard forms to stay warm.

He needs to teach them how to hunt at some point, but he prefers to do it one by one because he's nervous one of them will get hurt if he encounters a big deer in the woods. Sometimes, there are wolves nearby following those.

This time he wants to go to the village as soon as possible, Tanjirou has made some money selling charcoal a few days ago and now they need to buy some groceries.

He's worried. Since both his parents died, it's been a lot more difficult for him to get enough money for all his siblings. They need a lot of things, especially if he wants to teach them to actually interact with the world in their human form.

Tuning into their snow leopard forms to keep themselves warm is a good strategy, but not during the whole winter. They need to be reminded of their human side too.

Nezuko has offered to work too in order to bring more money to the house, but someone has to stay with the little ones.

Suddenly, a noise coming from one of the trees alerts him and Tanjirou barely has the time to place himself in front of the cubs in order to shield them.

There's a huge tiger a few inches away from him; his eyes are yellow and red, like flames, and Tanjirou is afraid he'll attack him.

He's an alpha male and a hybrid too, judging by his scent.

They're both frozen for a while; Tanjirou doesn't move because he doesn't want to make him mad. He knows he'll lose if the tiger attacks; not only he's one of the biggest tigers he's ever seen, he looks like a prime alpha. Besides, Tanjirou has tried to eat less lately in order to give the little ones more food so he's weak at the moment.

When the tiger moves closer and tries to touch Tanjirou with his nose, Nezuko can't help but hiss, which prompts Tanjirou to turn into his snow leopard form and bare his teeth at the tiger.

At least Nezuko understands the risks and pushes the cubs away as Tanjirou keeps an eye on the tiger. However, the tiger lowers his body to the ground completely to appear less threatening.

Still Tanjirou doesn't trust him, he can't afford to.

When he moves slowly away, the alpha's scent turns sad, and the tiger's ears move down before he whines.

He's clearly saying he's sorry for scaring Tanjirou and even though part of Tanjirou believes him, he knows he cannot risk start trusting him, especially when the cubs are nearby.

He nudges Nezuko, telling her to run with the cubs with a growl, and Tanjirou follows them slowly for a while as he keeps an eye on the tiger all the time.

After a moment, he starts running too and realizes, with relief, that the tiger didn't follow them.

However, he keeps encountering the same alpha. He recognizes him by his scent, but this time, he's in his human form, although that doesn't make him less intimidating.

He's tall with blond hair and red tips that make him look even more like a flame; by the way he stands and the shape of his body, even covered by winter clothes, Tanjirou knows he's not only stronger, but he's some sort of warrior.

Tanjirou will lose against him in seconds.

"I'm sorry for scaring you the other day," the alpha mumbles, looking like a kicked puppy. "I just wanted to get closer because you smell really good!"

Still, Tanjirou doesn't trust him. He takes a step back and feels bad about it when he notices the man's expression turns sad.

Tanjirou likes to be kind; he usually prefers to trust people, but a few incidents with alphas that didn't accept a 'No' for an answer had made him wary of all of them.

One of them tried to take one of Tanjirou's siblings, thinking they were one of his own cubs since the redhead is an omega.

But Tanjirou managed to stop her in time and scare her away.

"I'm Rengoku Kyojuro," the alpha's voice brings him back to the present. "I don't want to hurt you or your cubs. I will never do something like that."

Then the alpha kneels in front of him, surprising Tanjirou; he offers Tanjirou meat and a lot of winter clothes before leaving it all on the ground and taking a few steps back.

"I hope to see you again," Rengoku bows before leaving.

Tanjirou stares at the things with confusion, but he takes them after a while because he needs them.

He keeps bringing him stuff for the cubs but keeps his distance and leaves so Tanjirou can relax and take the gifts.

"Wait!" Tanjirou says before Rengoku can disappear into the woods again. "It's not like I'm not grateful for all the things you have done for us, but you don't have to do this."

"I want to," the man insists with a sincere grin on his face.

"I'm Kamado Tanjirou, by the way!" For the first time, he beams at Rengoku and the tiger hybrid blushes to the tip of his ears.

His smile becomes wider and his eyes glimmer with happiness.

Rengoku takes a step closer, but hesitates, he looks like he's afraid of scaring Tanjirou away.

Tanjirou chuckles, silently scolding himself for believing Rengoku was someone with bad intentions in the first place; he's clearly a sweet man with a good heart.

"You can come closer."

Rengoku beams, unable to hide his absolute joy before he's a few inches away from Tanjirou.

The redhead chuckles, realizing he's not afraid anymore. He even finds Rengoku's enthusiasm endearing.

"I can provide for you and your cubs," he says suddenly.

"They're not my cubs," Tanjirou corrects him, even though his inner omega likes to treat them like they are. "They're my siblings."

"I can help you take care of them, Tanjirou!"

There's a protective scent in the air, but also something that smells really sweet too, that makes Tanjirou's inner omega purr in response.

He takes a few steps closer before pulling the alpha into a tight hug.

"Let's be friends, Rengoku-san!"

"Please, call me Kyojuro."

***

He takes Kyojuro to his house and introduces him to his siblings; Nezuko trusts him now because Tanjirou told her he's the one who's been providing for them lately.

She also looks really amused whenever she catches Kyojuro staring at her older brother.

After a while, Rokuta starts believing Kyojuro is his Dad and Tanjirou his Mommy, and the redhead has no idea how to explain to him that's not the case, that his parents died a while ago.

He was a baby when everything happened, which is probably the main reason why he's so confused about the whole situation.

He probably doesn't remember them.

Tanjirou doesn't mind acting like his Mommy, but he doesn't want Kyojuro to feel uncomfortable.

He talks to him about it, but the alpha shakes his head as Rokuta curls into his lap and falls asleep.

"I don't mind," Kyojuro assures Tanjirou, leaning closer to him. He nuzzles against the redhead's cheek (he does that a lot lately). "We can raise him as our child, if that's okay with you."

Feeling like he's suddenly overwhelmed by good emotions, Tanjirou rubs his nose against Kyojuro's, prompting him to blush.

"Alright. Let's take care of him."

Kyojuro is truly a good friend.

***

After a couple of months, Kyojuro convinces Tanjirou to move in with him. Tanjirou's family home is small, and since it's on the mountain, it's definitely not a safe place for his siblings.

That's how the Kamado family meets Shinjuro and Senjuro; Tanjirou's siblings immediately like the youngest Rengoku and Tanjirou can tell Shinjuro is a good man.

"Welcome to the family, Tanjirou," he tells him after a while, prompting Kyojuro to turn completely red.

"Father..."

Shinjuro laughs after looking at his son's embarrassed expression before taking Rokuta in his arms. The cub likes him immediately.

"Hello, Rokuta. I'm your grandfather."

This time, it's Tanjirou's turn to blush.

"You don't have to, Rengoku-san!" He mumbles immediately, scolding himself for not asking Kyojuro first if he had told his father about the situation with his baby brother.

"I don't mind," he assures the omega and Tanjirou finally sees where Kyojuro got his kind smile from. "It's okay."

"Gran!" Rokuta chuckles, happily taking one of Shinjuro's fingers in his tiny hand.

"Let's go to the kitchen while your Dad gives a tour to your Mommy around the residence."

Yes, the Rengoku family home is huge; Tanjirou feels a lot better knowing his siblings can live happily there and finally be safe.

"Thank you for letting us stay here!"

"You're part of this family now, Tanjirou. This is your home too."

The redhead nods, trying not to tear up as Shinjuro, Senjuro and his siblings get inside, leaving Kyojuro and Tanjirou alone.

"Welcome home, Tanjirou!" Kyojuro says before pulling him into his arms and nuzzling against his cheek.

***

Sometimes, when Tanjirou comes back from work particularly tired (Kyojuro told him he didn't need to keep working, but Tanjirou feels better having a job and buying the groceries himself) he shifts into his snow leopard form and lays in the backyard.

Kyojuro comes back a little bit later and finds him cuddling with Rokuta, before turning himself into a tiger and curling right next to Tanjirou.

The tiger lets out a loud alpha purr before nuzzling against Tanjirou. He has started to groom Tanjirou's fur too like they're mates; Tanjirou thinks he does it to pretend in front of Rokuta, but most of the time the cub is fast asleep.

Kyojuro starts bringing Tanjirou gifts every time he comes back home. Most of them are expensive food and clothes and Tanjirou appreciates every single one of them even though he tells the alpha he doesn't have to.

"I want to," Kyojuro insists, blushing to the tip of his ears.

Shinjuro notices it and asks the Kamados and Senjuro to help him with something in the living room.

Kyojuro looks at him then; his eyes are glimmering with an intense emotion as he takes Tanjirou's hands in his.

"I'm... I've been trying to court you." He takes a deep breath before he continues: "I... I've been in love with you for a while now since I found you in the woods with your siblings, almost a year ago."

Just as Kyojuro did, Tanjirou blushes too.

"Oh!"

"It's alright if you don't want to," he mumbles, slightly nervous and a bit sad. "We can be friends! I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable or–"

"Please, keep courting me, Kyojuro-san!" Tanjirou surprises himself saying, cutting him off.

"Really?" Kyojuro can't hold back the happy smile on his face.

Tanjirou nods, and that's when Kyojuro kisses him for the first time.

The courtship lasts a month because both of them are desperate to get married and mate. No one seems surprised about the news, not even when Tanjirou tells everyone, weeks later, that he's pregnant.

Kyojuro tears up before pulling Tanjirou into his arms and kissing him in front of everyone.

"Ew, get a room!" Takeo complains, although Tanjirou can tell he's actually happy for them.

Shinjuro and Senjuro make dinner for everyone to celebrate.

"I love you, Tanjirou."

"I love you too, Kyojuro-san."

***

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[lesbianneopolitan]

I know it's STILL not Halloween but, my Neo in a werecat AU or something 🐈🌕

[screaming-universe]

Make Me Write Game!

Rules: Anyone can send me an ask with an emoji corresponding to the WIP - as many as you want! - and I'll write 3 sentences for each emoji and share it.

I'll consider myself tagged by @911varietyposts ^^ Please feel tagged if you want to be!

Some of these are just ideas I've thrown at @buffaluff so far but maybe that'll change now ^^

🐺 Werewolf Hunters (bet/buddietommy as werewolves)

🐉 Would you still love me if I was a wyrm? (buddie, Eddie gets turned into a dragon)

🏹 Hunger Games AU (bet/buddietommy)

✨ Space AU 1 (buddie as space Romeo and Juliet to bet/buddietommy with intricate courting rituals)

🌌 Space AU 2 (henren, with Karen as the personification of Space)

🐎 Out in the Wild (bet/buddietommy post-apocalypse AU)

🪮 Walking Home (buddie post-apocalypse AU)

🐈 Werecats a/b/o AU (bet/buddietommy)

🐈‍⬛ Cat Burglar (buddie or buddietommy, not yet decided)

🐚 A Light On The Sea (buddie or buddietommy, not yet decided)

🐲 Los Angeles Fire Riders (buddie or buddietommy, not yet decided)

[almamadrigalfanclub]

Lil mew mew

They're so rad. Have I ever said how much i love Alma. Idk just thought y'all should know

[themandylion]

fic or treat! jaytim, full moon

(Something for Fuzzy Business.)

"So," Tim said, dropping down to sit beside Jason on the grass. "Full moon tonight."

"I know it doesn't affect your shift. We've been over this," Jason says, ducking his head slightly. He has no reason to be embarrassed about past assumptions—how was he to know that werecaracals are nothing like werewolves?

"True, true." Tim tips sideways, leaning into him. "But a full moon does pack a wallop of magical mojo. And Zatanna thinks she's finally solved my anti-aging issue."

"Wait, seriously? That's huge news!"

"There's just one catch," Tim says with a grimace. "We're gonna need a Lazarus Pit."

[ghoulsister1]

💟Werecat AU Moodboard: Captain Kuro

"There's no point in hiding who we are anymore. Isn't it exhausting putting on airs, pretending we're better than we are?" -Captain Kuro.

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By day, he's a feared and ruthless pirate Captain, but on a night of a crescent moon he becomes a bloodthirsty and ferocious werecat. He stalks the dark corners of towns and prowls the hills and dark forests, hunting for sport and thrill. Those who encounter him don't live to tell the tale. He pounces from the shadows and attacks with slashing claws and crushing fangs, crewmate or enemy, it doesn't matter to Kuro.

Take care should you take a night stroll under a crescent moon, you could be followed by the fierce werecat Captain. However, should you be someone Kuro truly holds dear to his heart, rest assured your beloved werecat is just following you to make sure you are safe. You might even hear him purr as he follows close behind.

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[gamerbearmira]

For werecat Alma/Pedro au-

Tfw your kids want to sleep in your bed but it's a full moon so you and your husband are cats now so I guess there IS enough room for them all

Yes this will lead to a cuddle puddle

Did this two ways because I’m og 😼☝️Either way works for me, but personally I prefer the first🚶‍♀️🦽👩‍🦽

Pedro and Alma best parents real

[innytoes]

Can I request 3 + 6 for the werecat willex au, please? 🥺 (optional wereraccoon Willie)

Listen, when his parents sent him to an Christian summer camp at age thirteen in the hopes of curing the signs of queerness that they seemed to have picked up on well before Alex realised that he wanted to kiss boys (that was a revelation for next summer camp), Alex never suspected he'd come back a were-cat.

Like, all he'd wanted to do was get away from his very loud bunk mates for a little while, and sit somewhere quiet in the forest, and maybe be a little homesick (not to his actual house, but to Bobby's garage, where his drum set was waiting, and his friends were probably having a great times without him).

And then there this fluffy, cute black cat had been, and it had been so friendly, and let him pet it while purring up a storm. He'd told it he wished he could be that carefree, just chasing butterflies and snoozing in the sun, and then the furry little asshole had bitten him.

Listen, Alex had been thirteen, and gangling, and his voice had started to crack and go high pitched really embarrassingly. How could he have known what was just puberty and what had been the start of transforming into a werecat?

But in the end, it was kind of a cool thing. Being a cat was very relaxing. Nobody had any expectations of cats. They could be assholes and they were cute. They could be shy and they were cute. The could nap all day and be cute. It did wonders for his anxiety, just like playing the drums did.

So now, whenever he'd have a rough day, or he needed to relieve some stress, or sometimes just because a sun beam looked particularly inviting, he'd go into Cat Mode, and be a cat. He'd walk over walls and fences he'd be too scared to fall off as a human (cats always landed on their feet). He'd chase butterflies or his own tail or just have the zoomies before curling up to nap. He'd go over to his really cute neighbour's house and curl up in his lap while being stroked and adored.

So sue him, if he had to deal with being forced into being a cat every full moon, he was going to get something out of it as well. Including getting to know Willie as a cat, so when he finally had the courage to actually talk to him, he could be cool about it.

(He was not cool about it, because when he finally talked to Willie it was because the guy had crashed into him on a skateboard. But it did break the ice. And they did start dating soon after.)

So yeah, being a part-time cat was kind of nice. Sure, he couldn't tell anyone about it, but it wasn't the kind of secret he minded keeping. It was less 'pretending he wasn't gay' and more 'not telling everyone he liked to dance to Whitney Houston in his underwear while cleaning.'

Things were perfect.

Except for The Raccoon.

The Raccoon had been following him around for several weeks now. Whenever he was out and about, catting it up, preening while little old ladies called him Such a Handsome Boy, The Raccoon was never far. And it was always trying to touch him with its creepy little almost human-like hands.

So Alex had started spending more time indoors. He built himself the cutest little cat-sized blanket fort in his comfy chair, with his favourite toy mousie and a soft blanket and just the perfect view out the window so he could look at birds.

Except then The Raccoon started showing up in front of his window. And... waving? It almost seemed like it was waving. Super weird.

The final straw was, one afternoon when Alex was taking a nap, a human, on the couch nap, he woke up to find a comforting weight on his chest.

Except when he opened his eyes, The Raccoon was staring up at him adoringly, creepy little hands petting his chest.

"Wargh!" Alex shouted, sitting up so fast The Raccoon was flung from his chest into his lap, which wasn't much better, so he flailed until it was on the ground. "No, no, no, get out! Get out!" he shouted, like it could understand him.

Except it seemed to, throwing him a hurt look and moving away, and then... growing. And growing. Until Willie was standing at his door, looking heartbroken. "Fine," his boyfriend said. "I thought it would be cool to date another were, but if you're going to be an asshole about it, never mind."

"Wait, what?" Alex said. "Willie? You were The Raccoon?"

Willie paused, looking just as confused as Alex felt. "Um yeah, I'm a wereraccoon."

"You're a werewhat?"

"You didn't know?" Willie asked incredulously.

"No!" Alex shrieked. "I thought this feral raccoon was stalking me, like some kind of deranged Pepe LePew!"

Sure, Willie laughing at him was better than the hurt look on his face, but the gleeful cackles still made him all hot in the face and... well, wish he was a cat so he could curl up in his little fort and not come out for several hours.

Which is what he did. Since apparently Willie had known he was a cat the entire time. When Willie was done laughing, he crouched in front of Alex' fort, looking contrite. "I'm sorry," he told him earnestly. "I thought you knew. I thought it was like tag, you know. I didn't mean to freak you out."

Slowly, Alex stuck his head out of the fort, booping his nose to Willie's.

Turned out the blanket fort was big enough for a cat and a raccoon if you snuggled close enough. And that even as a raccoon, Willie's little hands gave good scritches.

[killercardiagn]

[explodingzam]

Turned that man into a cat. He is going 'ekekekekekekeke.' What a shame.

Rachnid design for a Werecat-pocalypse storyline I have rattling around in the back of my skull along with my dear beloved @mau-moon

[charleecat-bat]

The first Chapter of my Big the Cat Story is finally here!! GO READ IT PLEASE IT’S NOT MUCH BUT I REALLY WANNA KNOW WHAT PEOPLE THINK!!

[writersrealmbts]

We Could Be: (Destiny) 1

Description: In a world of magic, mortals, and immortals; six souls are brought together to navigate the world. Namjoon had become immortal by accident. Hoseok was born into immortality. Jimin was pursuing immortality. Yoongi had immortality thrust upon him. Taehyung isn't sure how or when he became immortal. Jungkook showed no interest whatsoever in immortality. It's Seokjin's job to help them all learn to live, immortal or not. His job to keep them safe and teach them how to live life while losing people they loved to mortality. It was their desire to teach him how much they loved him. It was their desire to show him just what "We Could Be". Now if only the government would stop trying to mess with them.

Posting Date: 1/19/2023

Wordcount: 1,472

Tags: Magic Au, Ot7 bts, werewolves, werecats, vampires, nymphs, magic users, etc.

AN: I've been working on this for over a year, so hope y'all are in for the long-haul.

Next.

Namjoon just thought it was some sort of seafood dish. His friend dared him to eat it, and he was drunk enough to get over his hatred of seafood to try it. He hadn’t known it was mermaid tail.

Four days later, he woke up in a special hospital and was told he was immortal now.

The man that told him introduced himself as Seokjin, and he had a friendly smile.

He was also the only person that touched Namjoon that day that didn’t send his mind and vision spinning into memories of those people or things.

By the end of the day, Seokjin was the only person around and he’d used some sort of spell to make everything…calm and quiet.

Continue reading on Ao3...

Next Chapter.

Ot7 Stories Masterpost

Tagging: @park-jimin-isnt-real ,

[lesbianneopolitan]

Werecat Neo but like, horrifying

[screaming-universe]

*breaks through wall*

Hi

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Hi! :3c (make me write game)

🐺 Werewolf Hunters

Herne, it turned out, had volunteered Eddie as unwilling participant for the net-throwing practice of the hunters in training. Eddie did not want to hate them—they were children after all, maybe sixteen at most—but it was hard. Some of them looked at him with fear, the lies of their elders making him a monster to them. Some of them looked at their trainers with fear and Eddie wanted to do nothing more than get them out of here. Some of them though positively leered at him and Eddie was suddenly glad for the guards posted on the kennel room. It had never occurred to him that they might be there to keep Buck and Tommy and him inside, but also overzealous hunter trainees outside. "Ryan, no weapons, we need them alive for now!" Herne yelled at a boy who stared at Eddie in a way that made his skin itch and who held a net and spear up as if this was a gladiator fight in Ancient Rome. Buck had once gone a research deep dive on the different kinds of gladiators and told Eddie all about it during a slow shift. Retiarius, Eddie recalled. That kind of gladiator fought with a net and a trident and Ryan came pretty close to it.

🐈 Werecat AU

"Hey Tommy," Buck found himself saying one evening. They were in bed, Tommy spooning him, and Buck was so comfortable that he would have fallen asleep already if it hadn't been for the thought haunting his mind. He had almost forgotten about it but the afternoon they spent with the Diazes and seeing Eddie and Tommy all up in each other's space like that; until there was no space between them left, had dragged it back to the front of his mind. "Y-You said that you weren't sure it's over."Tommy just made a confused noise and pulled Buck even tighter against him. It was dirty move that was bound to make Buck melt against him and usually let him fall asleep quickly. But not tonight. "Wha-d'you mean?" Tommy mumbled against Buck’s neck when he'd woken up some more after Buck remained tense in his arms. "You said you weren't sure it's over," Buck repeated, heart racing for some reason. "The courtship between me and Eddie." "Oh Evan," Tommy sighed against his neck and placed a quick kiss right there, "that's not a conversation I'd chosen to have in the middle of the night."

✨ Space AU 1

Being called like this to appear in front of his parents was basically its own dark omen: nothing good had ever come of it. Nothing good had ever come of any interaction with his parents, a dark part of Buck’s brain whispered and today he wasn’t inclined to disagree. He was ushered into his mother’s study and there sat his parents: Lady Margaret and Lord Philip of House Buckley. Buck would rather be anywhere else. “Evan!” his mother said with the fakest smile she had ever managed. “We have secured a marriage for you!” He could feel the blood freeze in his veins but with the very next sentence his mother stopped his heart. “You will be courting Lord Edmundo of House Diaz when the next season begins.” Edmundo—Eddie—Diaz? The man he had been sneaking around with—quite literally—because their love was forbidden? Or at least he had thought it was. Buck let out a slightly hysterical giggle before he could suppress it fully.

🌌 Space AU 2

Hen was working another shift in the med bay with Chim when she—Chimney’s neighbour, Karen—walked in. She still was a mystery: when Hen looked at her directly, all she saw was a woman. Not that Hen was complaining because Karen was certainly a woman Hen liked to look at. But out of the corner of her eye Hen could sometimes catch a sparkle that no human should emit. Trying to figure out what Karen’s deal was had led nowhere so far, at least not by just looking. And Chimney had only shrugged and grinned when Hen had shared her observations. He had been no help at all. “She’s an astrophysicist,” he had said instead, as if that would explain anything. “I think you might get along really well.”

🐉 Would you still love me if I was a wyrm?

The vest, as much as Eddie hated to admit it, did have some advantages. It kept the medal safe, for one. Buck had taken one look at him clutching the now much bigger - at least to him - medal to his chest with both hands, and then picked up a leather cord and cut it to the right length. When he'd put out his hand, Eddie had immediately dropped the medal into it and he was rewarded for it by the new necklace that he now wore. Usually though he wore it under his uniform and there it was safe. Now he had a new kind of uniform, he supposed. And as much as he disliked the way the neon yellow looked against his copper scales, he would never have set fire to it when nobody was looking. Because this vest had Buck's handwriting all over it. Eddie did not know how he had missed it but after all the excitement of the day he had passed out curled up in Buck's lap pretty early when Buck had sat down with- oh. When Buck had sat down with the boxes he had some sewing equipment and fabric in. And he'd asked to measure Eddie before that but Buck was a curious guy and so he hadn't questioned it.

I'd like to thank my beta Buff who I just throw the snippets at and who saves me from confusing save and safe allkjkdfdj

[spirit-of-a-kiger]

I’m working on a werebeast AU fanfic, and I’m trying to figure out how inherently aggressive I want the werebeasts to be.

The premise is that werebeasts are captured and put in prison-like cells with maximum restraints (chains, muzzles, the works), but either the government or a private organization that got the OK from the government has recently arranged a program where a person can “adopt” a werebeast as though they were a pet and try to “tame” them. The program is still extremely new, though, so they want to start by proving that werebeasts even can be tamed at all. So, they pair up Ragatha with Pomni, who is the least aggressive werebeast they have.

I want Pomni to be considered an exception to the rule, a werecat that cowers in terror more often than she lashes out, and I want werebeasts to be mostly sapient. Like, I want it to be possible to hold a conversation with one. However, I also kinda want people to be at least somewhat able to justify all the restraining. I want it to be reasonable that the adoption program was started so recently, that no one even really knows for sure if a werebeast even can be tamed. I want there to be some level of danger to Ragatha's method of using minimal to no restraints.