Hidden Passion (Closed)

Asa

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To the world she always appeared as a phantom... A black cat lost in a world of humans. If they only knew that hidden in that feline form was a woman. She knew from a young age she was different even from her Were leopard family. She could take on the forms of any cat... from the little black domestic which was the form she remained in most of the time all the way up to a lioness or Tigress.

She found herself out on a farm or ranch... somewhere wide open with lots of space and few people to see her in her other forms as she hunted. There were plains and a large farm spread out and a fairly thick forest where the hunting was good. Running through the tree line she had failed to see the rope trap till it caught her hind legs and hoisted her up over the ground as she hissed and yowled trying to get free swinging her little feline form wildly in the end of that rope.

She had a human form but never took it... the only times she had ever taken on a human form she ended up in what she thought was a cage and people throwing blankets at her. She was later taught by another were feline to have what they called dedicated clothing so if she ever had to be in human form she would be clothed and less likely to end up in a cage.

For now she just wanted out of this tree though she flailed enough to have hurt one of her hind legs nearly breaking it. Then she heard the sound of something headed her way some heavy animal like one of those horses or humans or something. She had her claws out ready to fight if she had to as she hung there.
 
Avellan Anastasio

Avellan was walking down the country road while talking on his cell phone. He was having another talk with his friend Jason.

"No I can`t, I`m too busy." he said.

"Dude, come on. The party will be great." said Jason

"No I said I can`t, I-" he stopped has he heard a loud cry, like that of an animal. "I have to go Jason." he said, then disconnected. He walked over to and old oak tree and saw a black cat, hanging by it`s hind leg, from a trap. Avellan grew angry, nothing made him angrier than people who mistreated animals.

He slowly approached the feline and whispered in a low voice, "Hey, hey, it`s ok, I`m here to help." He knew the animal couldn`t understand, but calm soothing tones did help to comfort most animals.

He approached the cat and carefully loosened the rope to set her free.
 
Landing on the ground it hissed at him but then when she tried to run away her hind leg did snap. Followed by a yowl and her falling. She hissed and curled up as best she could keeping that hurt leg in as little pain as possible.

Her eyes however looked less feline in shape and for a moment looked almost human in shape but still held that golden feline color. She watched him intently he did just cut her down from the trap but he could have been the one that set it as well.
 
Avellan took a step backwards when the cat hissed at him. This was understandable, most animals react in anger when injured. He squated down and look at the cat, "Hey, I`m not here to hurt you."

He tilted his head to the side and looked at her leg, "That looks a bit painful, but some treatment and rest should help that heal right up." he said, mainly to himself.

He carefully extended his hand towards her, palm up, so she could sense that he wasn`t a threat to her.
 
A near lion deep roar came from the little cat as his hand neared her but she sniffed at his hand warily and nudged his palm a little knowing she had to trust him for now to get help healing. She tried to stand up and limp a little closer to him still wary of him. In a way she wanted to speak to him but most humans kinda flipped out when a house cat talked. She laid her head against his hand and nudged him again accepting his offer of help.
 
He smiles when the cat rubbed her head aginst his hand. He slowly picked her up and headed to his house, holding her close to him.

His house wasn`t much, only a small ranch style building painted white.

He arrived after a few minutes, opened the front door, and walked into the living room. He walked into the kitchen and set the cat down carefully on the counter. Rummaging through the cabinets he found some cloth, which could be made into a cast, and some other items that he`d might need. After he had all that he needed, he got to work on helping the cat.

After several minutes, he stepped back and looked at his handy work, then walked towards the frig, "Lets see, what would you like to eat? Hmm..." he looked through the various food items, unsure of what would be suitable for a cat since he had not cat food.
 
She limped over to the fridge as well there on the shelf and tried to peer in. Pawing at what looked like a steak and meowing. She could heal herself due to what she was she could just not set bones in her preferred form.
 
He looked down at the cat as she pawed at the steak, "A cat wanting a steak? Never heard of something like that before. Oh well."

He grabbed at the steak, opened the seal around it, and set it down on a plate. He set the plate down next to her, then headed over towards the oven to turn it on. "I wonder if the cat likes it raw or cooked." He shrugged as he turned on the oven.
 
Another near lion like growl and she began eating the steak intently. Her golden eyes almost glowing as she did so. Devouring the steak fairly quickly more like the big cats than one her size. Possibly nearly starved with how quickly she tears into the steak.
 
Avellan turned around when he heard the strange growl and was shocked to see the at eating the steak so quickly. "Wow, never seen a cat eat that quickly before. Is it even possible?"

He shook his head, turned off the oven, and walked over to her. He ran his hand along her back, petting her, while he thought to himself about the strange things about this cat
 
She purred and arched her back at the attentions but payed him no other attention till the steak was gone. Then she looked to him and purred again nudging against his hands limping as she turned and then placing a paw on his hand pressing down as if to try to hop up on his arm or shoulder.

She watched him her more human mind found him rather attractive and caring... she pondered how he should learn what she really was or if he should. Her head tilted to the side as if studying him intently.
 
Avellan smiled at the cat then he picked her up and carried her towards te couch in the living room. He sat down on it and set the cat down beside him and turned on the TV. A special about WWII came on, he was about to lean back and relax when suddenly his cell phone began to ring. Checking the caller ID, he saw that it was Jason again.

"The answer is still no."

"Come on dude, there`ll be alcohol.. and girls!" said Jason.

"You know I`m not of age yet for any alcohol, and women don`t ever seem to notice me." Avellan grew unhappy.

"Dude, today is-" but Avellan cut him off, "The answer is no, I have more important things to do!" and with that, he disconnected the call. "God he never gives up, probably drunk."

He looked down at the cat again then chuckled to himself, "I`m probably going insane. I`m talking to a cat like I expect it to understand me and respond in some way."
 
His reaction to the phone spurred the cat to hiss at the phone and swat at it claws bared. Then looking up at him she purred and nuzzled against his side before turning its head to the tv as if watching it only to quickly fall asleep.

Once deep asleep the purrs began to sound almost like words though none really clear enough to be made out.
 
Avellan frowned at the cat as she swat at phone then she fell asleep. He was about to say something when her purring began to... well... not sound right. He changed the channel to the news, took a Advil, grabs a bottle of soda and took a drink, then leaned back falling. He felt his eyes grow heavy, and within a few minutes, fell asleep.
 
She awoke later finding herself almost pinned under an arm and pondered shifting a little to move his arm but could not do so without messing up the cast he wrapped her leg in and began to mew and stretch and nudge him. The more time she spent around him she found herself wanting to let him know she was also human but she could not do so at least until her leg had healed in a few days.

It was strange to her this was the first male she ever wanted to reveal she was human to... but how?
 
Avellan awoke to something nudging him. He opened his eyes and looked down at the cat. "Well hello little cutie." He looked at the clock, saw that it was 5:21 AM. He reached over to the side table and grabbed his medicine along with some Advil and put thm in his mouth, then washed them down with soda.

He began petting the cat under the chin, "I think we should check your injury." Examining the sprained leg, he nodded, "Hmm.. you heal quickly. At this rate your leg should be fully healed by late tonight."

He turned off the TV and resumed petting the cat.
 
She purred as if smiling that he did not find it odd that she healed so quickly. She liked this male and playfully nipped at his hand trying to become playful and crouching as if hunting him still favoring that hind leg though.

Her human mind imagined hunting him in one of her other forms for fun and playing that way pouncing on him only to shift forms and sit there atop him in human form. She found herself wondering what mating was like for the humans she had avoided it in all forms but now she grew curious.
 
Avellan grinned and pulled his finger back when she nipped him playfully. A strange look in her eyes caused him to frown a little. He got up and headed to the kitchen to make himself something to eat.

Turning on the oven, he grabbed a steak, set it down on a plate, and brought it back to the cat. He set it down next to her and watched her with curiosity, "I wonder what I should name? I need to give you a name." He shook his head and muttered to himself, "God I a going insane, I`m still talking to a cat."
 
When he said he should name her she shook her head no. She was trying to make him understand that she understood him. She mewed and finally decided to just change forms and maybe he would figure it out. She laid down and slowly shifted to her birth form of a leopard as she looked up at him her head tilted to the side as she purred just like a small house cat.
 
Avellan stared at the.. cat as if dumbstruck. The cat had changed from a small house cat to a leopard. He closed his mouth and shook his head. "I guess when you combine large quantities of soda, with Advil and my medication, you get Acid."
 
She shook her head no and smiled to him and purred standing up and padding over to him nuzzling her head against his hand as she purred even more trying to get him to understand her a little better.

She waited till he was comfortable with her in that form before shifting to another feline form. This time opting for something a little more common to the area. Now she stood before him as a mountain lioness.
 
Avellan`s breathing deepened as he grew nervous and a little fightened. It was made worst when she became a mountain lioness. He opened and closed his mouth several times, unable to speak.

After a moment he regained his composure. Every time he spoke, she had shook her head no, did she understand him?! He took a calming breath then spoke, "Umm.. do you umm.. understand me? Are you uh.. able to talk?"
 
She shook her head yes when he asked if she understood him and paused when he asked if she could speak. She nuzzled his hand now it was her time to be a little fearful. To really talk she would need to become human something that she did not like doing. she moved to stand on hind legs and place paws on his shoulders in the hopes it would make him "wrap arms around her" for balance before she became human.
 
Avellan, gave a weak smile when she nodded at his question. He shivered in fear as the lioness placed her paws on his shoulders. It seemed that she wanted him to support her, so he nervously wrapped his arms, awkwardly, around her waiting to see what would happen.
 
Slowly the lioness seemed to slender down into a more human sized body. Not a form she took often so it was rather painful for her to become human. A very feminine whimper and yelp as slowly hind legs became a womans legs briefly naked before what appeared to simply meld from her legs was a pair of black second skin jeans. The torso slowly transforming to that of a woman as well as a second skin shirt also black in color seemed to meld from her briefly naked form. Her body was trembling from the pain that racked it as she finished her transformation and a raven haired young woman appearing to be roughly in her 20s slumped there in his arms.

Long raven hair and a fairly blessed form tears in her eyes from the pain of taking on this form. She slowly lifted her head to look at him biting her lip fearful of what the reaction would be.
 
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