Hide and Tag

Primrose would watch as the mysterious female beastling shifted from her feral form into a more humanoid than anthro form. Her eyes would light up and she’d screech.

“HOW DID YOU DO THAT I WANT TO DO THAT!!!”

The mysterious female beastling would chuckl and pick Primrose up, gently booping her nose.

“It’s a secret~”

She’d purr the words so softly and sweetly that Primrose nearly fell into a trance before shaking it off.

“BUT I WANT TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW!!!”

She’d flail her little squirrelly arms in a small tantrum until the female beastling set her down and hummed thoughtfully.

“Well,” she’d shift back into her feral form, “How about this. If you beat me in a game I’ll let you in on this little secret~!”

Primrose’s tails would sway excitedly and she’d chitter a happily.

“Sure! You’re on! Name the game, I’ll kick your butt!!!”

The female beastling would hum and smile mischievously.

“Alright. Then…” She’d take a mysterious and shiny necklace out and dangle it in front of Primrose, “If you can find me and take this from me, then I’ll tell you the secret to achieving a more humanoid form, deal?”

Primrose would scoff and smirk.

“Easy enough. How much of a head start do you get?”

“Turn around and count to twenty-five, I shouldn’t need much more time than that.”

Primrose would nod smugly and turn around, hiding her face against a tree and counting.

The female beastling would snicker and disappear off into the woods.

“… Twenty… Twenty-one… Twenty-two… Twenty-three… Twenty-four… TWENTY-FIVE! Ready or not, here I come!!!”

With that, Primrose was off and excitedly sniffing around for any trace of the mysterious female beastling, her whiskers would twitch. She had a distinct enough scent that Primrose figured this ought to be a piece of cake, however it would seem this cocky, little vulpel severely underestimated her opponent’s hiding skills, as she spent nearly fifteen minutes searching every tree, bush and rock she could find.

“How is someone with nine big floofy tails so good at hiding???” She’d mutter to herself. Just then, she’d catch a flash of green in the tree above her, looking up to spot the mysterious female vulpel smirking down at her.

“Having trouble?”

Primrose would squeak in frustration and hurry up the tree after her mysterious adversary, causing the nine-tailed vulpel to snicker and leap away. She found her, which was hard enough, but it seemed the real challenge was going to be catching this crafty lady. She was a lot faster than she looked.

“Get over here already and let me catch you!!!” Primrose would whine as she chased the mysterious female beastling through the trees and all around the forest, the only reply she received was a playful chuckle as the other woman continued to evade her. Primrose would huff and continue to give chase, though admittedly she was growing a bit exhausted. She needed to figure out a way to win this game and fast, because more than anything she wanted to know how to take on a more humanoid appearance. The mysterious female vulpel would glance back over her shoulder at Primrose and smirk with a faux sympathetic look in her eyes.

“You give up yet?” She’d call as she continued to soar through the tree branches. Primrose would huff indignantly at the taunt as she continued to do her best to catch the other beastling.

“Not in a million years! I’m gonna catch you and I’m gonna take that necklace!!!”

The mysterious female beastling would chuckle and continue to evade Primrose.

“That’s the spirit, dear!”

Primrose looked around to see if there was anything she could use to her advantage, anything at all because continuing to chase her this way simply wasn’t working out. She’d then spot a branch higher up that would give her an advantage to strike from above, and without much more thought she’d leap up to it and disappear into the trees, confusing the mysterious female vulpel.

“Giving up? I thought you had more fight in you than that!”

Primrose would use the brief pause to strike, leaping down onto the female beastling, who would evade quickly, however Primrose just barely managed to grab one of her tails and pull them both to the ground. Sending them tumbling down with a yelp.

As they fell, the mysterious female beastling would lose her grip on the necklace, allowing Primrose to grab it in midair and curl into a ball. As soon as the both reached the ground the female beastling would chuckle.

“You did well.”

Primrose would huff and brush herself off, as her landing had not been nearly so graceful as the female beastling’s.

“Yeah yeah! I won, so what’s the secret?”

The female beastling would smirk and nod to the necklace.

“That’s the secret.”

Primrose would stand there, mildly confused.

“Huh?”

The female beastling would shrug and scamper off.

“You’ll figure it out.”