Majineko

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP A huff of breath as she would start looking around the forest for a water source. They had to be one around here somewhere. She would put her nose to the ground, claws slowly kneading the dirt trying to feel the environment beneath her palms. Closing her eyes as she focused on her other senses, after a moment her eyes would flash open. “Gotcha” saying in an exciting voice as she darts through the trees. Sliding against the ground toward a small pond filled with yummy looking fish. Eyes following them as they swim around in circles, her rig

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Another turn, she was now on all fours parading around and slashing happily at the ones that cared to nick her first. As her health was healing they were getting brutally murdered by just getting too close to the pretty kitty. It was a miracle that she was doing this much damage, granted she is fighting weaker enemies than most would at this level but the drops were good and the money was great. Maybe next time she would eat a little more because she could hear her stomach growling over the stampede of boars heading in her direction. “Mayb

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP When they were all dead for the moment, she would sit down like a cat would and lick her wounds. The health would tick up little bits at a time as she would hear more goodies approaching the scene. “Get ovew hewe and show me the mula” she says playfully as she shifts her body quickly, leaning forward, head inches from the ground while he but was sticking straight up. Her tail is lightly swaying back and forth from right to left. She would be ready to pounce when they decided to get close enough to her. “Almost hewe” saying in a calming yet

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Eyes veer to the left as she feels the ground under her feet vibrate. It had seemed that she had found another spawn point of the money bags, cool more for her. She runs at them on all fours, hops over the first one and lands on another with full kitty claws exposed. Exploding underneath her, paws land on the ground as she backward kicks with both legs stabbing one with what acting as pins and needles. One would attempt to ram her, her right hand would go up. A small amount of data would leak from her palm as it burst into nothing after st

Pouncing back and forth between the trees, leaving the girl bouncing from trunk to top to ground and back. About as agile as one could expect a person to be, yet the girl always seemed to 'land' on all fours, if you could call it that. The chirps and sounds from her convey that she was more then enjoying it as well, as she slams into a body of water without even the slightest hesitation. A splash as she basically belly flops in, sending a wave of water in tremors and ripples that cause all the fish to scatter. A few moments beneath that muddy murky water layered with algae would almost convinc

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Almost belly flopping on one of them, all four sets of claws digging into her like a bear hug. The moment they pop she jumps, doesn’t even touch the ground before latching onto another one. Makes almost a pyramid with her body as she latches to their head. They bite down on her foot, she lets go and they burst into nothing. Landing on her back, she would quickly turn toward the others that held strong. A hiss escapes from her lips as she jumps back with a grin on the corner of her mouth. They would charge at her, she would shift her body.

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Sitting there licking her wounds, breathing was even. There was hardly anything that could stop her right now. She knew it was only floor one but it was fun to feel like god, even if it was just for a little bit. After a few minutes when she did not see any more creatures coming out from the tree line, she would smirk. That would mean that she would need to go hunting. This in her opinion was the best part. Picking up at the bags on the ground she would start running through the forest on all fours. Seeing a few more creatures in the dista

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP It was like waiting for a slot machine to spin, she knew the big mula was coming in little portions. She could wait to be rich and spend all her money on fresh fish. It was rather fun catching her food though, the fight was half the fun. Grabbing the last bag, she would feel the vibrations of more heading her way. If you looked very carefully you could see little grains of dirt rising into the air about a foot up as the things got closer. Side swiping one across the face, uppercutting another. She would hop up on the other, digging her cla

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Sliding against the ground leaving skit marks in the dirt. “That was nyot vewy nyice” saying right before she hisses and goes all cat scratch fever on their asses. Bearing her teeth as she bites down on one, back slashes another. She moves, jumps and springs off the tree. Landing on the top of one’s back, full claws out digging into his back. It squeals out in pain and bursts under her feet. Falling to the ground, she springs toward the other. The boar moves back slightly and she lands on the ground inches from it. She does a backflip with

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP “Bet you'd look gweat with an apple in youw mouth” saying as she would jump up and off the pigs back catching an apple in her mouth that was low hanging from a branch. Gracefully landing on all fours, slightly standing. She would turn, take the red sweetness out from her mouth and cram it in the boar's mouth. "Now thewe is a little sweet and salty meaty goodness. Cyome hewe let me have a taste." She says this while licking her lips, she would shift her frame to the right side turn and bite down hard against the meat covered in fur. “That i

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP One tramples over her leg, she would reach up and grab the tusks and ride it like a pony. Steering it toward the tree, she would do a backflip off his back before the creature made impact against the thick bark and exploded into nothing. Landing on all fours, head would turn to see another brave meat stack heading in her direction. Putting her hand out with claws, the thing would ram right into her palm, nose first. It stung a little but those claws piece right through those beady little eyes of theirs. It would burst into tiny beautiful r

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Sitting down with her legs crunching up like a cat's would, she would close her eyes and start licking her hand. Feeling the vibrations of a small stampede heading her way, she would take a breath of relief and let them come to her. Getting herself into a playful position on all fours with her tail raised to the air twitching at the tip, she would wait. She loved the toys that didn’t run from her but instead ran toward her. A good cat and mouse chase was good and all but this was more fun. There was more movement in each step, you had to b

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Looking up to her health bar to make sure she was still good, it ticks up slightly which will bring a smile on her face. Whatever she did for preparation before something here had worked. Taking the last small bag into her grasp, the things were moving quickly to her. She would decide to meet them half way. Hopping over one that was coming at her way too fast, she would land and turn. Sinking her claws quickly into their butt, she would lean low and shift those ramming herself against one of them to get a bit of distance between her and it

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Sliding upon landing against the ground, eyes dart around to see the situation for what it was. Seeing more heading her way, she gets ready. Waiting until they get close, she does a back flip causing those claws on her feet to slice from their neck up. One of them catches her leg with a tusk which throws her off balance a bit. She would be pushed into a crash landing that turns into a roll that allows her to land on all fours once more. Giving out a small huff with a smirk, “That all you got” saying as she darts between each switching betw

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP Landing on the ground with a smile glancing around. She would hear snorting in the distance. More little piggies wanted to play. She runs to the nearest tree, jumps, and latches onto the tree. Claws dug deep within the bark with both her hands and feet. People thought that she was weird for always walking around barefoot, she felt more comfortable this way. It made her more aware of her surroundings. Being able to feel things moving close to her when she wasn’t paying attention was a positive. This is what people didn’t understand or didn’

Standard Recovery | +1 EN, Battle Healing | +4 HP A single boar charges at her ramming her right in the side. She tumbles to the ground and swiftly gets back up with a smirk painting across her tiny little lips. She had a playful expression toward the money bags standing in front of her. “That was fun, dawe you to do it again.” Licker her lips, butt was in the air and she lowered herself on all fours like a wild cat stalking her prey. That mechanical tail tip twitches slightly as she debates on the move that she would do next. Another comes running at her but this time she would jump, lan

Running down the beaten trail, to the fields of the beginning town. There was major work to be done. Most people may think of it as grinding but all she thinks of it as an adventure. Running on all fours toward the first group of things that are seen grazing in the grass. To everyone they are boars, to her they are just money bags. “Show me what you got fatty” saying as she runs toward the group, slides on the ground swiping up bearing teeth with a huge smile. They were toast without the crispy, that was fine though because she could still feel the crunch against her palms as they ran their li

Reading carefully the book that bounced off her head, Lucia starts to understand the nuanced lessons of the ancients. Secrets to unimaginable wealth right at her grubby little paws, still slightly tinted red from the ketchup from that hotdog. From back to cover twice for good measure, the girl would feel empowered. The song fueled itself in a repeated audio, twisting sick beats the whole time she was walking causing players and NPC alike to give pause and stare at her addled by her as its source. Out the walls of the town of beginnings, onto the pathways that divided up fields of green. P

Walking out of the gates from the town of beginnings. For weeks she had watched players fishing in a small watering hole not far from here. It was a short jaunt, she could probably make it with no problems. It starts as a walk seeing a couple boars traveling in the distance toward her. Not an issue, she could take them. Shortly after another pack spawn to her right. Maybe she could take them a pack at a time as long as the others didn’t charge at her. She was getting ready to attack when suddenly a third group of four appeared directly in front of her. Eyes go wide before not one but all looke

Following the scent of food exclusively, like a sweet lure that drew in most of the animals of the floor to curiosity. The difference being that unlike them, the girls self preservation was at an all time low. In her normal clothes she'd eyeball the others and take the hint. Blending in was the easiest way to not be chased off, so the girl would help herself to whatever fit her from one of the only changing rooms on the coast. Talking about unsanitary would be utterly pointless, thankfully in a game she wasn't about to catch some strays. A little black two piece that wasn't entirely outside wh

Wandering into the diner that seemed almost inconsistent with the outside, as black and white floors spoke back in a polished glare. A couple of steps and the girl begins to slide like a deer on a sheet of ice, even moving to all fours to try and maintain her balance. It was quite likely given the sheen that the shit was just waxed, and what ensues is the flapping and flopping of all of her limbs trying to keep some semblance of balance. Eventually she makes a wrong move and goes full spread eagle and just begins to list across in a glide. "it smewls sho goowd" she extrudes floating without fr

The town of beginnings was ripe and active with a morning kerfuffle, as players and NPC alike continued to wander into buildings. Windows open and pies are sat on window sills. A pot falls by accident in the merriment, and where most players are not bothered by it one most certainly was. Fuzzed up and stuck to the ceiling of a vendors stall, like a piece of bologna the girl was adhered there. The little sharp claws worked as anchors pinched through the fabric and used to brace her. The wiggling tail droops down as she sat rigid, causing the pair of players and the NPC in charge of the stall to

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The girl perks and fumbles with the startling bark from the shops owner. "eep~" is all that manages out of her, the littlest little peep as some expensive wears are torn from those clutches. Bladed nails might have torn the fabric, but she'd never know. The keeper proved his mastery with a flick of a wrist and snip here or there. The kitten watches on in awe, her eyes caught on the needle and thread more then anything else. Tail wagging as he drops that shit like a sack of potatoes into her clutches. To which she quickly strips down to her skivvies with zero regard for modesty and dons the new

Hopping down the thoroughfare finds the girl setting her sights on the strangest and most well tucked away strip mall, adorning stark crimson in the richest embroidery. The girl was no stranger to the more unsavory walks of life, and was beautifully blissful of any danger in equal measure. Peering into the threshold first in a curiosity, spotting the dark oaken interior and weaves of the most colorful variety. "Wicked." the cat calls, before prancing into the abode. Where most would stick to cloth, to fabrics or a dress. She gets latched to a singular spool of misbegotten thread. It would