Races: Online - Chapter 371: The Adorable Beastkins

Warning: New POV and written in first person point of view which doesn’t feature Han Jing in the chapter. If you’d like to skip this part and return at a later time where it becomes relevant, feel free to do so. Reread chapter 366 ‘The Dreaded Truck-kun’ if you wish to proceed.

[ You Have Gained ‘Bite Lvl. 2’ Skill! ]

Nom. Nom. Nom.

Eating raw fish was like eating salmon sashimi, it wasn’t bad at all. Or maybe it was just the fact that now being a cat made the usually slimy uncooked and raw fish delicious for me.

[ You Have Gained ‘Acquired Taste: Fish Breath’ Trait. ]

For the love of all things! Argh, this could have been way worse. I could have gained… I don’t know? Fluffy Fur Trait or something else cute.

“My sweet child!”

I looked up and was quickly picked up by a busty woman. She was a cat woman, yes—not a cat girl, give her some respect—the cat tail and ears were included and even some fur covering a decent amount of her body.

The whole enchiladas if you will.

I don’t want to give you guys too much enjoyment, but the old me would have rated her a 10/10… but let’s not dwell on that.

My mother cradled this kitten body of mine and nuzzled me. I wasn’t going to complain, being petted and treated well was something that any touch-starved human like myself actually wanted in the past.

Ahem.

[ You Have Leveled Up! You Have Gained ‘Adorable Lvl. 10’ Trait ]

… Forget that you actually saw anything like that.

My name is Whitney and I’m from the Softpaw tribe. Now, now I know it sounds ridiculous, but stay with me for a moment.

I was transmigrated into a cat’s body.

Well, that’s not entirely accurate either since when I grow up in a couple of years, I’m supposed to gain a humanoid form. Don’t be disappointed just yet or leave me though.

We’re all aware that ‘Ah, gaining a human form sucks’ but I’m just relieved that I can actually use my hands in the future.

Not for any perverted reasons, let me tell you that. Maybe just a tad bit, since a guy like me has needs but that’s not the main priority, I promise.

I only mean to say that living in this cat tribe, a society which seemed like it was stuck in a prehistoric technology age, meant I could revolutionize things!

I wasn’t that smart, but even an ordinary person could at least recall a few things from school to innovate!

Perhaps this was why I was brought here in the first place…

To be the king of the cats!

Meow meow—ahem. Instincts got me.

That’s actually a far thing to achieve in the future because no one takes me seriously. Sure, I was a kitten right now and I was adorable as heck….but can anyone actually treat me with a straight face?!

“My little furball, Whitney Whitney.”

This was hopeless.

When my mother placed me down on the ground, I was a little dizzy as I watched my siblings prance about our home. Our home being the great outdoors in this case with only a cave to shelter us during the storm… but that’s not what you’re curious about is it?

Siblings, I said. Plural.

Okay, let me dive into that.

Yes, my mother still bore a litter of cats.

Please don’t ask me about the biological reasons for that, I don’t want to think about it—maybe the hand of god or whatever let it be.

The important thing was that my siblings were idiots. The whole lot of them.

I’m not being rude, but I bet if I had a laser light? They’d be the first to chase after it.

… if there was anyone actually smart among them, someone who I could have a proper conversation with and perhaps was a fellow transmigator?

It was Ash.

Named for her fur.

But she had other things on her mind besides leveling up like me and taking advantage of such details.

“Whitney, guess what! Clementine, the son of the cat tribe leader, is going to play with me today.”

“…Ah, yes. Your kitty romance,” I dismissively said.

Ash smacked me with a paw. “You’re just jealous that I can get close with other people—er cats.”

“You’re not going to steal the heart of the cat tribe’s son are you? It’s still too early for that, you predator.”

“Is it really my fault that I can remember my past? If other people get reincarnated and simply lose their memories, that means we’re all old souls on the inside.”

“Please, please don’t give me that kind of twisted reasoning….but if you actually manage to have this cat boy under your paw then it provides benefits to our small family.”

“You sneaky cat. You’re way worse than me!”

“Ugh, don’t compare us.”

Maybe I could think about obtaining power elsewhere? I would have rubbed my chin, but it’s difficult to do right now.

There were probably animals that I could take over in the future that do not involve this cat tribe specifically.

I mean, in the likelihood that Ash succeeds then I don’t want to mess up an already okay thing. Gah, this makes me feel a little guilty knowing she’d take advantage of a naive cat, but compared to me… Ash seems more excited about the prospect of living this new life.

Heck, I died feeling miserable while there’s still a sensation of hope around her that makes her seem more innocent than me.

As a fellow transmigator, or even just a human, I wasn’t cold hearted enough to simply take away the chance of happiness for another person.

Ash drooled a bit. “When we get older, he’ll have perfectly sculpted abs and we can be the beast king and queen—”

Okay, forget about innocence.

I looked up at her seriously as best as I could. “Wait. Wait. Hold that thought—beast king what?”

“Have you been escaping the elder storyteller?” Ash looked at me disappointedly that I wasn’t copying other cats. Hah, copycats.

I sniffed. “I had better things to pay attention to than that.”

It wasn’t everyday that you became a [ Soft Paw Lvl 5 ] which was just one way of saying that I could walk without others hearing my footsteps and that’s among cats with a keen sense of hearing.

While my mother was busy doing motherly things and being a member of the cat tribe, and my siblings did whatever, I did my best to train and hone my abilities.

[ Name: Whitney ]

[ Race: Beastkin (Cat) ]

[ Affiliation: Softpaw Tribe ]

[ Age: 6 months old ]

[ Skills: ]

[ Bite Lvl 2 ]

[ Growl Lvl 1 ]

[ Pounce Lvl 3 ]

[ Swipe Lvl 2 ]

[ Traits ]

[ Adorable Lvl 10 ]

[ Cat Breath Lvl 1 ]

[ Keen Hearing Lvl 2 ]

[ Keen Eyes Lvl 3 ]

[ Soft Paws Lvl 5 ]

[ Note: An adorable kitten from the Softpaw Tribe that’s extra sneaky and has a love for fish ]

“Oi, Whitney?”

I blinked and turned away my head from the screen. I tend to get distracted with it. “Yes?”

“Ugh, you’re making me repeat things again. The storyteller told us about the other tribe’s and even the ruler of the beastkins.”

“Oh? So who’s our ruler? Some Lion?”

“Not really.”

“Eh?! Don’t tell me we have something stupid like an Alpha wolf—”

“What’s so stupid about that? I would like to meet an Alpha~”

“Please, if you met a Bunny Boy, you would probably like him too.”

“You’re not wrong… but ah, where was I? We don’t actually have a king but a queen. The Matriarch of the Snake Tribe.”

“Snake?”

“She can paralyze other creatures in fear and turn them into as rigid as stone. Not sure how accurate that is, she must be that hideous—”

“Medusean traits.” I murmured. “Now that’s something I can defeat with my eyes closed. Well, I need to defeat her with my eyes closed if it’s that potent. Does she have poison?”

“… Gosh, I just told you about her and now you’re thinking of ways to bring her down?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you want to live a quiet life?” Ash asked me.

I raised a brow at her and rolled my eyes. “Do you want to be stuck in this kind of life? Have you ever thought about ice cream? Delicious foods?”

“What?” Ash seemed indignant but looked tempted at ice cream. Of course she would be. Ice cream was the greatest thing in the world.

“I’ll do my best to modernize this life. I just can’t live comfortably this way.”