Neko
PC's Traveling Artist
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- 19
- Years
- Age 33
- In your best dreams and worst nightmares
- Seen Aug 25, 2021
"Dangit I can never keep it flat!" Fang quietly complained to herself as she continuesly groomed her black fur. "It always sticks up..." She trailed off and picked up her head, looking out at the vast, clear lake. Getting up off the ground, Fang stretched her forepaws and, getting to the edge of the water, jumped in. She swam around a few times, then got out again, shaking the water off her body. "Thats a little better.." She whsipered, licking her left paw and dragging it over her ear.
Fang's concentration broke as she heard a rustling in the thickets in front of her. A normal sized Ratata appeared seconds later, chewing on an Oran berry. It hadn't seemed to notice Fang yet.
Crouching down on her belly, Fang silently crept foward. As she got to the edge of the weeds surrounding the lake, she crouched lower, brushing her under fur on the grass and making sure she stayed hidden. Suddenly Fang's ears perked. Silently moving back a little, Fang looked up at the sky just to see a nearby Spearow flapping down toward the thicket. 'Woah, that ones huge..' Fang thought as she swiped her tongue over her mouth. 'Now if I can just get this right...' Fang watched on as the Spearow shot down in a flash of light and, using it's sharp claws, closed down on the Ratata. In a quick flash, the Ratata was dead. 'Now!' Fang shot fward and leaped up, biting the Spearow's neck and dragging it down to the ground. The spearow stuggled madly, flapping it's huge wings. "Uhhn.." Fang held it down for a split second with both her forepaws. She then shot down again, biting the back of it's neck. Seconds after a light snapping was hear, the Spearow was dead. "Yes!!" Fang smiled under the Spearow feathers as she dragged it back to her sitting place next to a medium sized Oak, which was next to the thicket. The dead Ratata was still in the Spearow's clutches. "Two for one, not bad.." Fang said confidently as she sat down at the base of the Oak, placed the two in front of her, and began eating...
Fang's concentration broke as she heard a rustling in the thickets in front of her. A normal sized Ratata appeared seconds later, chewing on an Oran berry. It hadn't seemed to notice Fang yet.
Crouching down on her belly, Fang silently crept foward. As she got to the edge of the weeds surrounding the lake, she crouched lower, brushing her under fur on the grass and making sure she stayed hidden. Suddenly Fang's ears perked. Silently moving back a little, Fang looked up at the sky just to see a nearby Spearow flapping down toward the thicket. 'Woah, that ones huge..' Fang thought as she swiped her tongue over her mouth. 'Now if I can just get this right...' Fang watched on as the Spearow shot down in a flash of light and, using it's sharp claws, closed down on the Ratata. In a quick flash, the Ratata was dead. 'Now!' Fang shot fward and leaped up, biting the Spearow's neck and dragging it down to the ground. The spearow stuggled madly, flapping it's huge wings. "Uhhn.." Fang held it down for a split second with both her forepaws. She then shot down again, biting the back of it's neck. Seconds after a light snapping was hear, the Spearow was dead. "Yes!!" Fang smiled under the Spearow feathers as she dragged it back to her sitting place next to a medium sized Oak, which was next to the thicket. The dead Ratata was still in the Spearow's clutches. "Two for one, not bad.." Fang said confidently as she sat down at the base of the Oak, placed the two in front of her, and began eating...