Paint me like one of your Frenchmen~ [PRP]

[X Moon Fighter X]

With a sigh a vixen splatted paint against a wall. She missed her art. he missed the color that used to be in her life. She frowned as she saw all the black on the wall... She didn't like the fact that there was a lot of it there. Ceri felt a gurgle in her gut. She should probably eat. Yeah. That should help her feel better. So she left her little lair and to the outskirts of the city, it wasn't far and it bordered a nice wooded area. She knew where to find the river. So she set out for it. Fish didn't sound to bad and the sound of running water relaxed her.

 

[Izumi Tenshi]

Gregory made his way through the thick brush of the forest. In all his years he never thought he would find himself living next to a city. When he was kit, his mother use to scare him with stories of humans so that he would stay away from them. Being a kit, he of course believed those silly stories. Now that he was all grown... not so much. He had seen some of these humans. Not vary many were bright. Some times he would venture into the city and steal food from one of the vender's on the street. Some times it was risk though. Thanks to the defect in his leg, he often scared off anyone that saw him. Not that he cared. He could care less what others thought of him. He happened to like the way he looked. The only thing he didn't favor was the defect in his leg, though it was pretty hard to noticed unless someone just stood there and looked at it.

Moving through the brush he came upon a clearing. Here he sat down for a moment to rest. The city wasn't too far away and he could see the buildings coming up through the trees. Maybe he would head into the city and get something to eat. Those things humans called hot dogs sounded rather good at the moment. He moved his neck around to loosen it up. When he had got up this morning it seemed a little stiff.  

[X Moon Fighter X]

The vixen plopped down. She had a nice view of the clearing, she stuck her paw in the running water and sighed. That is until she saw something else come out into the clearing. Someone! Ceri tilted her head at the male. He had a natural glint to him. Was that... Scales!? Woah... He seemed to be close enough to some bushes. Maybe she could get a better look.

So she crept behind some bushes, getting closer and closer to her target. Then... SNAP. She stepped on a branch. "Eeeep!" It was bound to happen. She wasn't sneaky at all. Not only that the branch had thorns and one was lodged in the soft pads of her paw. "OwOwOw!!" With all the nose she had a feeling she'd lose the male.