There are only eight breeding female werecats left And Im one of them I look like an all-American grad student But I am a werecat a shape-shifter and I live in two worlds Despite reservations from my family and my Pride I escaped the pressure to continue my species and carved out a normal life for myself Until the night a Stray attacked Id been warned about Strays -- werecats without a Pride constantly on the lookout for someone like me attractive female and fertile I fought him off but then learned two of my fellow tabbies had disappeared This brush with danger was all my Pride needed to summon me back for my own protection Yeah right But Im no meek kitty Ill take on whatever -- and whoever -- I have to in order to find my friends Watch out Strays -- cause I got claws and Im not afraid to use them.
