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Female Purrloin
Non-shiny
Hunting eggs
The distinct sound of a rumbling stomach interrupted her walk as she clutched the guilty party with slim fingers.
"Looks like skipping breakfast was a mistake." she complained, looking around. She was in a forest of sorts, which should have spelt good news, but she wasn't much of a hunter. The fungi were either inedible or sentient, so they were out the question. Everything that could move could fight, and she liked staying pretty, which meant no bite marks, no scratch marks, no allergic reactions, NOTHING. She sighed and walked on, listening to the sounds around her. Pachirisus scampered around on the somewhat-mossy ground, the wind gently shook the leaves, a Braviary let loose its solemn cry high above her... wait, Braviary? Braviary meant birds, and birds meant eggs, and eggs meant food. She licked her lips, already going through the options. Scrambled, fried, boiled, poached... all she had to do was get one.
Luck was kind, and she was quick to find an empty nest. Quite a way up the tree.
"Alright, there's lunch," she told herself. That was becoming a habit. "Go get it." and so she did, leaping at the cracked bark and hugging it tightly. She slid down a little, but didn't come into contact with the ground. She purred a quiet purr. So far, so good. Some of the moss rubbed off onto her jacket, ruining its purple appeal. She growled softly; so much for 'so good'. The first thing she was doing when she reached the next town was running herself a long, hot bath. Her emerald eyes glossed over slightly at the thought, then she shook her head and gritted her teeth. She shimmied up the bark, eventually reaching the branch. In one swift motion, she released the bark with her hands, swung her body weight back, grabbed the branch, pushed off with her feet and swung onto the branch itself. She smiled, the glint in her eyes matching her mask's pink glimmer.
"Add one to the unstoppable lootbag of Purrloin!" she purred, bending down and plucking the egg from its nest. She stood straight and held it up in the air, triumphant.
Where it was promptly snatched by a Sneasel, attracted by the fuss she had made.
Female Purrloin
Non-shiny
Hunting eggs
The distinct sound of a rumbling stomach interrupted her walk as she clutched the guilty party with slim fingers.
"Looks like skipping breakfast was a mistake." she complained, looking around. She was in a forest of sorts, which should have spelt good news, but she wasn't much of a hunter. The fungi were either inedible or sentient, so they were out the question. Everything that could move could fight, and she liked staying pretty, which meant no bite marks, no scratch marks, no allergic reactions, NOTHING. She sighed and walked on, listening to the sounds around her. Pachirisus scampered around on the somewhat-mossy ground, the wind gently shook the leaves, a Braviary let loose its solemn cry high above her... wait, Braviary? Braviary meant birds, and birds meant eggs, and eggs meant food. She licked her lips, already going through the options. Scrambled, fried, boiled, poached... all she had to do was get one.
Luck was kind, and she was quick to find an empty nest. Quite a way up the tree.
"Alright, there's lunch," she told herself. That was becoming a habit. "Go get it." and so she did, leaping at the cracked bark and hugging it tightly. She slid down a little, but didn't come into contact with the ground. She purred a quiet purr. So far, so good. Some of the moss rubbed off onto her jacket, ruining its purple appeal. She growled softly; so much for 'so good'. The first thing she was doing when she reached the next town was running herself a long, hot bath. Her emerald eyes glossed over slightly at the thought, then she shook her head and gritted her teeth. She shimmied up the bark, eventually reaching the branch. In one swift motion, she released the bark with her hands, swung her body weight back, grabbed the branch, pushed off with her feet and swung onto the branch itself. She smiled, the glint in her eyes matching her mask's pink glimmer.
"Add one to the unstoppable lootbag of Purrloin!" she purred, bending down and plucking the egg from its nest. She stood straight and held it up in the air, triumphant.
Where it was promptly snatched by a Sneasel, attracted by the fuss she had made.
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Wow, you were fast! 
And this is a good story, I enjoyed. ^^ Poor Purrloin, though. XD
I'll draw this when I have time. It'll be fun. :3
Thank you!
And this is a good story, I enjoyed. ^^ Poor Purrloin, though. XDI'll draw this when I have time. It'll be fun. :3
Thank you!