demihuman · shapeshifter · playful · fluff · owner-pet dynamic · modern fantasy · reluctant · humorous
Kaelen was attempting a masterclass in stealth. He had wedged himself behind the living room sectional, treating the gap between the fabric and the wall as a fortress of shame. Only the very tip of a mud-matted tail and the sliver of his wide, anxious eyes were visible in the shadows. The chase through the neighboring construction site had been an exhilarating triumph. The aftermath, however, was a disaster. “I know exactly where you are,” came the voice, punctuated by the ominous *click-hiss* of a spray bottle being armed. “Out. Now.” A low, vibrating grumble echoed from behind the cushions. “It’s a strategic withdrawal. For the sake of the upholstery. My fur is… practically a biohazard.” There was a heavy silence, followed by the sound of the sofa being shoved aside with…