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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 2, 2020 19:19:12 GMT -6
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:10:14 GMT -6
Finally, Fiera could stop wearing puffer jackets. That might seem like a small thing to most, but for Fiera it was a fact that made her happier than she had been in a long time. All winter, the freezing weather had forced her to wear the worst clothing imaginable, and there was no level of styling that made it look any better. She just looked like a puffy, ugly mess the whole time- and in public to boot! Winter was truly the worst season for her, no matter how sweaty her tail got during the summer. (Having long black fur would do that to you.) Now that spring was starting up, she could afford to look a little better without freezing to death. There were still drifts of snow on the road, but they were slowly going from light fluffy snowman material to hardened lumps of ice. Fiera kicked one as she watched, happy to watch it go skittering away from her. Today she was wearing black booties over light blue jeans and a matching jean jacket over a salmon colored shirt. As far as she was concerned, she was looking divine and feeling great. Nothing could go wrong today.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:10:24 GMT -6
She wasn’t turning any heads with her sense of fashion, but in Fiera’s mind she totally was. There was nothing that Fiera loved more than being the center of everyone’s attention. You would easily think she was on her way to some interview or a red carpet event, but no- she was on her way to the breeding center to produce some more cute babies. The quest board passed by already- she was even closer than she thought! As far as Fiera knew, she was already over halfway there to the breeding center, the cold sidewalk practically flying by beneath her feet. How fast time flew when you were having fun. It was a new season and a new month, too. That meant time for more breedings- especially pachee breedings. They were her favorite breedable, with their delicate leaves and adorable little faces. They weren’t nearly as loud as orbaru or houluh either, probably due to the fact that they didn’t have mouths. They came in such a wide variety of patterns and addons, too. It made Fiera’s head swim with how many opportunities for creative combinations she had with them. Something about them just filled her with boundless enthusiasm.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:10:41 GMT -6
The two she had today weren’t even hers, which was even more exciting. Fiera was normally restricted to her own breeding stock of pachee, selecting the ones to breed from a pre-made list. This time though, she had rented two pachee, a male and a female, from Jack. She and Jack had met a few times by now, whether she was training a pet for her (Red, one of her houluh, had been a fantastic student), or doing a breeding with her. (Pauline, her own houluh, was expecting puppies now and Fiera couldn’t be more excited to see how they turned out.) This time she had slipped Jack a couple of credits to borrow a couple of her pachee. She was hoping both to add some new blood to her own breeding stock, and to get some new addons in her potential list. The pachee she had borrowed from Jack would be absolutely perfect for that. The new blood would be good for her stock. Her collection was larger than most, but inbreeding was always a threat, especially with how rare female pachee were. Some new additions were always welcome when it came down to it. And new additions she would today get.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:10:54 GMT -6
The first pachee she had borrowed was Alba. Fiera had been wanting one of her own albino pachee for a while, but it hadn’t worked out for her yet. All of her attempts had so far been met with failure. That didn’t mean that she’d never get one, but for the time being she’d have to borrow someone else’s. Still, her desire was well reasoned- Alba was a beautiful creature. She had silky white fur, completely free of markings. The rosette markings over a pachee’s shoulders were an almost omnipresent factor in their breedings. They were so dominant that it was near impossible to breed them out, and yet albino pachee were missing them entirely. Instead, she had a beautiful pink tinge around her edges due to how thin the skin there was, and bright reddish pink eyes. Unfortunately, she was rather sensitive to strong light as a result, so her carrier was lined with black cloth to keep her from getting burnt. Sensitivity aside, Alba had a beautiful look, and one that Fiera was hoping was heritable. Unfortunately, she didn’t know much about Alba’s personality. The nice thing about breeding one’s own pachee was that you usually knew them pretty well by the time you finally bred them.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:11:05 GMT -6
That was unfortunately not the case here. Fiera knew Alba and her future mate by appearance alone, knowing nothing about their personalities. They could be completely incompatible as far as she knew, (and she hadn’t thought to ask Jack before she left) but hopefully nature would take its course when they were placed in their ideal breeding environment. The other pachee she had was Scamper. He was a custom pachee, as was clear from him appearance, and had add ons that Fiera hadn’t seen in any other pachee. Instead of the back leaves so iconic of pachee, he had a long sharp fin, like the kind you’d see on some sort of aquatic creature, not a plant pet. And instead of front legs he had floppy flippers, ideal for cutting through waves but giving him a goofy sort of walk when on dry land as she found out when herding him into the carrier. It was incredibly charming, but his markings weren’t anything to sneeze at either. He had sharp black and white markings, his back and belly cleanly divided between the two colors. Between those sharp colors and Alba’s delicate pink and white, Fiera knew that the resulting babies would be beautiful in hue.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:11:16 GMT -6
It wasn’t just colors she was hoping for in the breeding, of course. The fins that Scamper had were incredibly unique, and Fiera knew she had to get in on that. If she was lucky she’d get a baby that had either the back fin or the flipper- or if she was VERY lucky, both at once. She’d cross her fingers if she wasn’t using them to hold on to the carriers. To the pachees’ credit, they had both been very calm on the journey so far, so hopefully they’d keep that up when it came time to breed them. And if she was VERY lucky, that calmness would pass down to their offspring. Still, she wouldn’t know anything until they were finally in the breeding room. Thankfully, she was just now turning the final corner to the breeding center. The time had absolutely flown by, and she had arrived far faster than she was expecting. When she checked her watch though, it became clear that she hadn’t actually arrived any sooner than usual- she was just in a good mood. She shrugged, and walked up to the doors to the breeding center. Perfectly on time was fine by her.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:11:32 GMT -6
She pushed through the doors, letting the warm air wash over her. She sighed with relief, and found a chair in the corner. The interior looked the same as usual- she had been here so frequently lately that they hadn’t had time to put up any new sales or news postings. Everything in here was about the same, except for the state of cleanliness. The last time she was here, the lobby was covered in ink from a rogue orbaru that had gotten into a printer and then run rampant through the breeding center. Thankfully, things seemed a lot calmer and better organized now. She put her carriers next to the chair, letting the pachee have a moment of stillness and calm while she went up to the front desk. Fiera always tried to schedule her appointments in advance- it was always more pleasant to fill out the paperwork and book a room in advance than have to wait in the lobby for a ‘maybe’ later on. This way she had a definite room, her paperwork was already done, she had a time slot. All she really had to do was show up and check in at the front desk before going in.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:11:44 GMT -6
The only risk was that if she was late or couldn’t show, she’d miss out on her slot and waste her money. Fiera prided herself on punctuality though, so that hadn’t happened to her yet. Sure enough, the receptionist was there waiting for her as she approached the front desk. She leaned over the desk casually. “Hello dear. Just checking in for my pachee breeding appointment. Fiera Ferella, with Alba and Scamper?” She said. The receptionist chuckled before sending her fingers clattering across the keyboard. “No fancy names this time?” She said conversationally. Fiera’s lip quirked up- her own pachee usually had suitably fancy names. “Not this time.” She said. “These pachee are rentals- next time though, for sure.” She said. The receptionist nodded, and waited for something to print. When it was done, she ripped it off and handed it to Fiera. “You’ll be in room 5, on the left. Have a good time.” Fiera grinned, and took the receipt from the receptionist. Completely painless- what a pleasant change. She strode back over to her chair, and the pachee she had left waiting there. Usually she had to wait at least a couple minutes- what a lucky break for her!
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:11:57 GMT -6
She scooped the carriers up and felt the pachee inside shift around uneasily. “Don’t worry, we’re nearly there.” She said reassuringly, and headed for the doors to the left of the receptionist desk. They opened easily with a push from her shoulder, and she was on her way to the breeding room. Room five… should be close to the door, then. One, two, three… and there it was. Fiera sighed with relief, pushing it open. The scent of freshly turned earth hit her nose first as she took in the room. Like most pachee room, it was decorated with fake plant life and stones, but real dirt to make the pachee as comfortable as possible. She set her carriers down, letting the pachee take in the scents as well, and walked over to a rock in the center of the room. Fiera went through her pockets, looking for some items in particular. She pulled them out- three different colorful berries. They were specially grown for pachee breedings, creating interesting effects when fed to pachee. She set them on the rock, and then went back to get Alba. The berries were for her to eat after all, and she didn’t want Scamper getting to them first.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Mar 4, 2020 15:12:08 GMT -6
She opened the carrier, and took out Alba. The pachee was very calm, and allowed herself to be carried all the way over to the stone. She immediately reached out toward the berries as Fiera set her down. She seemed eager to get started, and began mashing up the berries as soon as possible, soaking up the juices through her rootlike feet. Fiera was surprised and approved of her speed. It appeared that Alba was more than just a pretty face. Leaving her to it, Fiera went back over to the carriers and released Scamper as well. The finned pachee was more hesitant than the albino, sniffing around carefully. At the sight of the female though, he seemed like he couldn’t help but approach. Fiera watched carefully as the two pachee made their way over to each other, sniffing gently. Soon Scamper seemed to get excited and they ran around with each other for a few minutes with Fiera standing by. Once they got out their exuberant energy however, the stood panting in the middle of the room, and Scamper’s tail began to quiver. Fiera pulled her shirt over her nose, knowing what was about to happen. Pollen flowed out of Scamper’s anthers and into the air, flowing around and into the slit on Alba’s head. Like the rest of Fiera’s day, this had gone well- it was just one good thing after the other.
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Post by Renathan on Mar 4, 2020 18:47:16 GMT -6
A couple-a sharks! Oh no, just pachee babies.
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