Past Secrets, v2
He was a small, grey tabby cat, and stood significantly shorter than the wolf servant. he stretched his arms out and bowed his head, passing the invitation to the grey wolf.
How We Survive - Arc 1
A grey tabby just a few months younger than me, he wasn't antisocial like me, he didn't hate, he feared. no one knows, or will ever know why. he always had his knees to his chest and stood with his hands in his pockets and his arms glued to his sides.
Making The Most of It
Adomm smiled, lowering her template and secretly looking forward to a full canvas work, "a light-grey tabby like you were, then?" "yeah!"
Black Mouse
Dallas - it had to be dallas - was sitting on an inflatable love seat pulled up to the table with his tail curled up around his knees, doodling equations in spilled salt while nadine, a slim grey tabby femme, curled around him, watching lazily.
Brought into the Light: part 1: Sheath and Knife fan fiction
The grey tabby cat with black stripes wearing a blue suit with white shirt and red neck tie said as he walked and waved through the station. "smitty? how's the grand-baby doing you old flea bag grizzly you?"
A Small Chance
In merely seconds a gray tabby appeared in a maid outfit. apparently this was the nanny. "can you help kevin with putting his clothes away?" the tabby just bowed and took the bags out of my hand.