Morning Coffee - SHORT STORY
She was a gray tabby cat with a striped coat and long dark hair. her eyes were blue and sparkled with a hint of mischief. lucy noted she seemed especially friendly towards her brother.
Through Blood and Through Fire, Chapter 4
A gray tabby tail lashed in front of his eyes as he gritted his teeth and craned his neck back to look. _why is she carrying me? _ that was a question that would have to wait. he tried to close his right hand and could not.
Making Ends Meet
. ============ making ends meet the sounds of shuffling papers and clattering dishes accompanied a tall grey tabby as he meandered around his kitchen, idly dropping dirty dishes in a dirtier dishwasher as he thumbed through the past few days' mail.
The Kitten and the Bear
It was a particularly slutty look for the particularly slutty mood the grey tabby cat was in, the crop top cut so low it barely qualified as a bra, let alone a shirt, and if she even slightly bent forward, her pink panties were plainly visible under her skirt
Spirit of \'67
"my two 'brothers', two very handsome furs from one gene-group, a couple of big, tall and strong felines, maybe gray tabbies or similar, were almost indistinguishable from each other, so i'll name 'em rod and tod.
The Rooftop Muse
Related to the domesticated cats, the tall, lanky gray tabby was a guitarist and singer/songwriter who went by the nickname of rennie, since he was so often part of the renaissance festivals in the surrounding areas.
The Price of a Drink
The rough furred grey tabby that manned the bar tapped the bar in front of him to get his attention. "four shots of vodka, two glasses." he didn't really speak, but gestured with one hand and counted with his fingers.
Sweeter Than Honey
Eventually he figured out how to toggle back, becoming the slick grey tabby hybrid once more, though... still one with a weight resting in his stomach.
Bloodline, Part 1
Most interesting of all was theo, a slender and well-formed gray tabby cat who, at first glance, appeared underage for such an establishment. he was the family's kit, and they all looked after him.
Howlr Diary: First Rule; Don't Get Attached
But then, it wasn't all that much different than a silver/grey tabby being named silver. or a deer whose nickname was luck. "is he cute?" luck asked. "he's handsome." i said. then more words spilled out.
The Walk
It was a prospect he hadn't at all considered, not since encountering the grey tabby. he assumed himself to be the only survivor. "s-she. . . only mentioned four. . . named three. i guessed the other. . ."
Not In Our Stars
Soon, he found one other rather tall, grey tabby cat getting off a much nicer boat.