Recent content by Mariel Rustyfangs

The reality of the situation hit Mariel hard as she was slammed into the roof. In this moment, her bravado was gone. Mariel was once more made painfully aware that the real world was not as simple as the stories she read and thought of had shown it. She raised her head and stared at Liza with...

Recovering from the concussion proved hard for Mariel. Her mind defaulted into her extensive imagination pandering to her delusions of grandeur. She of course knew that running away was the only option, but achieving that was difficult as she struggled on the roof with a mouse that was...

Mariel was breaking at least a few records of speed climbing... at least in very lightweight kit-teen category for it. Digging all her claws into the walls and trying to get above and onto the roofs as soon as possible. Glancing down only occasionally to see if there are no weapons pointed...

Mariel led the kit and the hatchling down the street, going a the pace that was leisure yet definitely fast. She... should've predicted that spilling lots of flour would make a firey explosion, after all, her mom did show her a bit of how to mix common ingredients into dangerous concoctions...

Mariel was sitting there observing the chaos with much interest. Vixen instead of living now was trying to help out a random stoat. The alleyway was getting now crowded with all those beasts around. Being here was really like sitting in the first rows at the theatre! Who was the newcomer? What...

Mariel simply sat and observed, roughly getting some words but not understanding much of the language that was now used. She was great at her private school, read a lot and saw a lot things. But she also was just a kitten. Her Alkamaran was at best... very basic. However she was moderately...

As Cricket made dash to get away, Mariel got to escape with all the cupcakes before the beast who got stunned with a heavy crate taken to their skull woke up. There was no time to get more, she simply jumped from one crate to another, using her feline agility, getting to the bundling all the...

Mariel looked between two femmes as they had shown both approval for Mariel's presence and some care for their well-being. She knew well that, as a kitten, it wasn't hard to convince people into believing one is innocent and cute, hence why she was assured (incorrectly) that the two adults...

Mariel was spending the night on the prowl. Of course she couldn't hide it from her mom, not that she tried to either, and as such it was with some rules. No night prowls in the Slups. No walking into anyplace military or government. No serious crime attempts without telling Naika. No pestering...

Mariel simply stared in the direction of the doors through which one lone guard entered, peeked around and moved to the nearest crate. After opening it, he took one cupcake and devoured it rapidly, the delicious goodness disappearing into his muzzle. Mariel felt semi-offended. How dare the guard...

Mariel sit by the window and meticulously served as a lookout. Being a wildcat, her hearing was quite good. Combined with some extra feeling of the sounds that came from her whiskers and rather good sight from her little predator's eyes, she could make sure that it would take somebeast great at...

Finn was doing great, already taking the initiative. Mariel was almost offended when Finn grasped her collar and pulled her back, yet he had a reason. The baker who was just there knew them! That could indeed be a problem, but Finn, before she could say a thing, moved to talk with them. This...

Mariel again was asked for something she did not anticipate for. Gates, how was her mother in her prime doing all this? She managed to rob banks and her own daughter couldn't even plan out a simple cupcake heist? There was both respect for what her mother, Naika did in the past so the two could...

Mariel was very careful to not get her paw fur tainted with ink. It would be very easy to later figure out she was responsible if she didn't look into that. Her mom taught her well how to be good at the criminal matters. The kitten actually admired how much her mother knew on that specific...

Mariel stopped for a moment now. The gecko heroine had an idea that Mariel very much liked. Very, very much. But the clam, or rather the kit playing it, Rightly so observed that they were getting off track. Not by much, though but the more time they would spend now playing, the more cupcakes...