#tiny cat

[ihaveacatnow]

it's so hard beeing a beeble

[mattsmemes]

[adeadlightbulbuwu]

Tiny baby cat don't know it's alive

[daily-online-kitty]

[madeleineengland]

Met these cute kittens

[tatalia3]

Wow we reached 7 followers Ty!

Picture from cat lovers facebook group by anonymous summiter 😊 ( I’ll link them when they get back to me )

[sadbabydollblog]

he is so tiny tiny 😭

[valy-gc]

So... with a friend we are making twst rps, and we added one of my Motheon creature "following" MC in Twisted Wonderland and settling in NRC... and Lucius falling in love with her...

So I passed the night thinking about it and decided to wrote a fairytale about Lucius and his giant wife.

Tale under the cut

Once upon a time, in the vast mystic wilderness of Myrcadawn, there lived a very ordinary black-and-white cat named Lucius. Now, Lucius was not a particularly large cat, nor a particularly strong one, but he had one thing that set him apart—he was a hopeless romantic.

And so, one fine evening, when fate decided to dangle love right before his whiskered face, Lucius fell head over paws.

It all began when he was running for his life.

Lucius, you see, had made a very poor decision. He had been lounging lazily near a clearing, basking in the last golden rays of the sun, when he saw a magnificent creature: a great, glossy black stallion. Lucius, in his infinite wisdom, had decided that such a creature should respect him.

So, naturally, he jumped right onto its back.

The stallion disagreed with this arrangement. Violently.

And that was how Lucius, the most dapper of cats, found himself being chased through the woods by one very large and very offended horse.

But just as the stallion was about to turn him into a very flat cat, whoosh!—a massive shadow swept over them. A rush of wind, the flash of enormous golden eyes, and suddenly—

The stallion was gone.

Lucius, still frozen in an undignified pose with his fur puffed up, blinked. He turned his head upward and saw her.

Titania.

The most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

She was enormous—taller than any beast he had ever laid eyes on. Her fur was thick and soft-looking, golden and russet, shimmering like moonlight caught in silk. Her wings stretched wide, patterned with watchful eyespots. And her eyes—her gorgeous, luminous eyes—glowed like twin stars.

Lucius sat down, straightened his fur, and immediately made the most important decision of his life.

He was in love.

Titania, on the other paw, was very confused.

She had only been hunting. The horse was meant to be her dinner. But now, this strange little black-and-white creature had taken to following her, tiny paws pattering determinedly after her enormous, furred ones.

At first, she thought he might be foolish prey, but that made no sense—he was too small for her to even bother with. No, he was doing something stranger.

He was courting her.

Titania, a creature of great patience and dignity, was not used to this. Males of her kind left after mating. That was the way of things. They did not fuss. They did not follow her home. They certainly did not bring her little tufts of wool and feathers, dropping them proudly at her feet like he had single-handedly built her a palace.

At first, she did not know what to do.

She watched as this peculiar little cat fluffed up his chest and presented her with a single, tiny scrap of moss.

“…Meow,” he declared grandly.

Titania, after a long silence, took the moss and—out of pure curiosity—added it to her nest.

The cat purred.

Titania sighed.

Days passed, and still, Lucius remained.

Titania watched as he performed the most ridiculous, tiny gestures of devotion. He hunted the smallest of creatures, as if his mere presence could somehow contribute to her meals. She did not need such things. But still… it was strangely charming.

When she curled up in her nest, heavy with the weight of her soon-to-be-born cubs, she felt the faintest warmth of a small body nestled against her side.

When scavengers dared approach, his tiny self would hiss and spit, as if he, a creature that barely reached her ankle, was her great protector.

And when she finally gave birth, three great, strong cubs blinking up at her, they felt the gentle, absurdly tiny rasp of a rough tongue as Lucius carefully licked them clean.

Titania stilled, blinking at the scene.

Lucius, utterly unbothered by the fact that his new “kittens” were already bigger than him, purred happily.

Something warm and unfamiliar settled in Titania’s chest.

She bent down and, with the gentlest touch, nuzzled the small black-and-white cat.

Lucius froze. His whiskers twitched.

Then, ever so gallantly, he lifted his chin, puffed up his chest, and purred louder than he ever had before.

From that day forward, Titania no longer questioned his presence.

Lucius remained at her side, ever the devoted little gentleman, grooming her cubs, standing guard against the terrifying mice that dared enter their den, and bringing offerings of soft things for her nest.

Titania, once skeptical, now felt something entirely new.

She was not alone.

She was loved.

And so, as the sun set over Myrcadawn, a great and fearsome Motheon lay curled protectively around her young, and nestled among them, safe and purring, was one very small, very content black-and-white cat.

And they lived happily ever after.

[harzilla]

So, after seeing @daftpatience revised version of the rather cursed cat plush.

But. But! I made it smaller. Instead of printing it, I traced it directly off my phone.

Resulting on the pattern being this big.

Quarter for scale.

How did it turn out?

Itty bitty felt kitty, stuffed with tiny bits of scrap felt, and tiny embroidered face.

Was it a pain in the butt to sew it this small? Yes. Would I do it again, probably, maybe even smaller.

[verralol]

YONKAGOR WITH AN EPIC GIANT HAMMER 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[ihaveacatnow]

another little gem from the drafts..tiny gatito dorito

[teddybeartoji]

bachira..

[thedazzlesun]

Black Lagoon panel coloring by me! (End of Volume 3, from The Melancholy of Balalaika)

[daily-online-kitty]

[lin-8852]

Guys my cat dipper is 7 months old and he’s still super tiny, idk what to do cuz my brothers cat Ivy, she was pretty big when she was 7 months but my baby boy looks like he’s 4 months old😭 IS THIS NORMAL???

^^^this is my sweet angel ☺️

[icecoldbunny]

Hey I don't think ive shown you my cat

But this is Jerry

She's .... gray,look her family tree consist from like 4 villages stray cats so calling it a tabby is just a gut feeling

And yes she's a tiny lady despite the name,but is like the only name she response to

She's very affectionate,she doesn't bite even if you touch her belly

She'll just grab your hand to lick it

She's small but she's almost 4 years old and she's great at catching mice,she's just lazy

Oh she also doesn't like dogs, not in a mean way,in a tired big sister way like

"why me"