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Imp(s) Featured: Maka - 6786 (Belongs to Me!) Shrike - 9766 (Belongs to @hlvraii) Setting: Obsidian Heights 582 words! ”You sure you’re ready about this? My senses never lied to me and knows that this weather will be merciless.” Maka’s ears twitched slightly to the sulfur filled atmosphere of Obsidian Heights, curling her tail around her left side. A little Toy in front of her bounced around the latter’s larger body before eventually landing on her back. Ruffling her fur gently, Shrike yawned a bit before jumping down onto the ashy ground. ”I’m sure, Maka. I’ve heard that you have been roaming the lands with your partner Soul and you two barely have a fail in your predictions. And that’s why I asked for your assistance here. I’m glad you don’t mind this in the slightest.” The winds howled in their ears with sonorous hymns and started to get more humid, latching onto the pelts of the duo. The clouds started to blot out the blue skies and shimmering sunlight, turning grey in an

Imp(s) Featured: Fathoms Below - 6914 (Belongs to @aarkavillo) Malachite - 6459 (Belongs to me!) (AT purposes!) (Option 2) Growing up is hard! Have an older member of your warren, a friend's warren, or a generic NPC Imp, teach your Imp some survival skills. For example: avoiding harmful plants, learning to hunt, bypassing dangerous creatures. Setting: Madison’s Sea 888 words! ”Where do you think you’re headed, Fathoms?” ”My own way.” ”Well, your own way might get you killed…” Malachite roughly scolded the two headed Coastal and scowled, watching the latter roll her eyes and pout. Fathoms was lucky that Malachite was willing to help but knew that the smaller Coastal was extremely stubborn with her temporary task. Sighing to herself and not wanting to argue with her words, Fathoms swam through the cold and salty waters. ”Good. I promise that we’ll find a good spot that has millions of shiny scaled fish in the end. I always leave the hunting part for last because I know you have

Felvarg(s) Featured: Ragna, the Sacred 4417 (Belongs to Me!) Ylva 3 (Felvarg Alpha) Whines left the a brown pup’s throat as her frail body was being moved somewhere. Her cries were heard from the many Felvargs that were carrying the little pup and the Allmother, Ylva. ”Shhh, little one. We promise to take great care of you.” A Titan spoke with a motherly tone, Ragna coughing out the rest of her waterlogged lungs and opening her eyes. Ylva was relieved that she didn’t drown and knew that she was baffled, frightened, and weak. Three things that automatically make any Fel, especially a puppy, freak out about. With an outstretched arm, the Alpha wrapped her paw around Ragna’s. ”They hold no lies in their words. Stay calm and let your body revitalize itself.” Ragna felt her body be gently laid across a soft surface and a might howl escaping one’s lips. The attention was now locked onto the supposed leader of the ship, a large Titan who stood in front of them all. ”Come all. Take care

Imp(s) Featured: Stella - 1907(Belongs to Me!)(Only in Options 9 & 10) Sattler - 7186(Belongs to @kidtwistbean)(In All Options! Ricky is a Handler that is present in Option 8, therefore granting Sattler the Handler bonus! (Option 8) The bond between an Imp and their handler is important. Show a positive social interaction between your Imp and their handler. For example: being fed a treat, cuddling, walking on leash. Setting: The Fox Warren West Bay (Beachside) 862 words! "So you're telling me that Stella brought you here for me to walk you?" Ricky was face to face with a goofy but lovable yellow Geyser Titan who nudged the human's side with care. Named Sattler, the excitable Imp pounced around without a care in the world, wagging their little tail to no end. It even looked like Sattler was ready to tackle the human if her excitement wasn't going to be curbed anytime soon. Cracking her knuckles gently, Ricky went into the house with the upbeat Titan right behind her heels. Huffing

Imp(s) Featured: 1940's Minecraft Trader Llama(Salama) - 3394 (Belongs to Me!) Sam - 7751 (Belongs to @SH4RKIV0RE) 4th Mixology(Yogurt & Berries): Setting: West Bay(Beachside) 850 words! "So you got an idea for me? Mind showing me what is in your little sharp teeth?" Sam jumped on top of the glass table and excitedly wagged her tail and awaited Salama's idea. The beachside of West Bay has been forgiving with the sunlight, the sand not being treated like it's hot coals to Imps and humans. The breeze was cooler and the clouds was blocking the Sun from scorching the skin, a more relaxing day for everyone. The salty seas weren't crashing against the shoreline too much, only staining it with salt and shells. Salama gently placed the piece of paper down on the table, Sam scanning it with eager eyes and a wagging tail. "Some berries, oats, and yogurt filling the cup. Am I right about that?" The silver pelted Titan purred lightly and could see the Durian brighten up with ears raised.

Imp(s) Featured: Splatville's Fashionista - 8068(Belongs to me!)(Dogamo)(They/Them)(Only in Options 1 & 2) Orbpoint Splatling - 8074(Belongs to me!(They/Them)(Only in Options 1 & 2) Grain - 7214(Belongs to @kidtwistbean)(In all options) Ricky is a handler that is featured in Option 13, therefore giving Grain the Handler bonus! (Option 1) Before you breed your Imp, they should have some basic health checks! Take your Imp to the vet's office and have a veterinarian look them over. Setting: Royale City Vet Clinic 927 words! "Why bring me to this odd place anyway? Do you even know what vets do?!" A frustrated Gremlin snarled the more he paced around on the blue bed of a room that smelled of fresh but strong amounts of cleaning products. Being on the receiving end of the Gremlin's complaints was none other than the understanding Dogamo and Orbpoint. The light shined brightly in the room and was thankfully easy on the eyes. Orbpoint ducked their head down in mild defeat when none of

Imp(s) Featured: 1940's Minecraft Trader Llama(Salama) - 3394 (Belongs to Me!) Sam - 7751 (Belongs to @SH4RKIV0RE) 3rd Mixology(Lime In The Coconut): Setting: West Bay(Beachside) 901 words! "And here's the Titan who took their time!" Sam playfully flicked her forked tongue out to the silver pelted Salama, claws brushing up against the bark of a skinny tree and her back legs digging in the sand. Her spiky tail wagged behind her while watching Salama approach with a pouty look glued on her face. Her sharp claws stuck out a bit but was quickly halted by the playful Durian. She has heard about the Titan's somewhat aggressive tendencies and genuinely didn't want to strike a nerve. "Don't worry! I'm not mad about it in the slightest. But you don't mind helping me out here do you?" Sam tilted her head and looked towards the skinny tree her front paws were sticking to, the bark was rough but not enough to make a scratch. Looking above to the top of the tree laid a bundle of fresh coconuts

Imp(s) Featured: Xafael - 8530 (belongs to @catlin56) Chrome - 8245 (belongs to @hlvraii) Setting: The Fox Warren (nursery) 554 words! A kind human has invited two Imps over to volunteer to babysit the young kits of the warren, thankfully none of it proving to be a challenge for them. The air was cool on their pelts and everything was kit proof around the immense nursery. A large Bay named Xafael was a bit intimidating to others for their large stature and freakish amount of mutations, but they still had a heart of gold underneath it all. Chrome is a bit of a repeat visitor in the Fox Warren, always dropping off funky kits for the owner to take care of and give them a new home. For now, both of them watched over a quiet litter of three kits. None of them had their eyes open yet but still was resilient enough to crawl on their eyes, Xafael gently nudging them back onto the warm blanket. However, the sound of soft giggles entered their ears quickly. “I didn’t see this side of you

Imp(s) Featured: Splatsville's Fashionista(Dogamo) - 8068(Belongs to me!) Orbpoint Splatling - 8074(Belongs to me!) Inku - 8886(Belongs to @SH4RKIV0RE) 2nd Mixology(White Hot Chocolate): Setting: West Bay(Beachside) 942 words! "Back for more with good old Inku huh?" "Yes and this time, we've got an idea for you." "Let's hear it." Inku's tail wagged as Orbpoint and Dogamo arrived on the beachside. The salty smell of the ocean seeped through the sand and into their noses gently. Sand stuck to their paws like magnets and needed to be shaken out while they climbed up to the table. They had brought a large looking canteen bigger than Dogamo's front gel paws, the trio able to make more of the drink. The sun shined on the steel parts and reflected off to the ground, also sticking to the pelts of the Imps underneath it. "So. Instead of just saying it, how about we show you? We're confident that the items we're looking for is inside of the reliable hut over there!" Orbpoint's tails swished

Imp(s) Featured: Splatsville's Fashionista(Dogamo) - 8068(Belongs to me!) Orbpoint Splatling - 8074(Belongs to me!) Inku - 8886(Belongs to @SH4RKIV0RE) 1st Mixology(Sticks & Stones): Setting: West Bay(Beachside) 906 words! "Hey! Come back here!" "Hehe! Didn't like me spraying you with bubbles?" Inku wagged her long blue tailed that periodically dripped due to her magic playfully jumped around Orbpoint with no sweat involved. With a small Imp safe bubble mixture bottle in her little paws, she leaped around the two who tried to tell her that they've obtained the items. Once Inku managed to stop hopping for one moment, Dogamo gave her a gentle poke to grab her attention. "We got everything you possibly wanted for...a drink you wanted to make?" "Yeah yeah! I know these are such odd requests but it's always good to experiment with random items." The blue Imp gave her largest smile she possibly ever could, jumping onto the table with the empty glasses and other ingredients. Orbpoint and