In order to keep that curvaceous form and receive adequate exercise Purrcilla is often sent out on small hunts
and den clearing duties at nearby ranches or homesteads in need of a speedy feline to rid the property of
vermin, despite her pristine outlook, she knows how to get down and dirty, digging and pounding through
the deepest of dens and ingeniously cornering hordes of small pest pokemon. Her master dropped Purrcilla
off to the property currently in the midst of a furret infestation. After receiving payment from the owner and
signing the liability insurance in case someone should get trampled while Purrcilla gave chase. Purrcilla's
owner took their leave, agreeing to retrieve her soon to be stuffed purugly in the hour.
The giant cat gave a huff and began to stretch her limbs until nice and limber, then scanned the vicinity carefully
watching many large furrets scurry off into nearby tunnels, beneath hay piles and under the steps of the patio.
She picked her first target and began to violently stirrup the earth with a ground pound by the den, and dug
through the soil, reaching a large tunnel system and swallowing up several furrets along the way, making sure
to blast any of the fleeing noodles with a clean hyper beam. She moved on to the hay pile, and repeated the
same procedure, stirring the nest and giving chase to all that flee, filling her tummy to a fine rotund bloat,
but failing to deter her speed in the slightest.
The last of the invading furrets either ran for the tall grass or sought haven in the porch..Thank goodness for those
papers, she was in her right to simply pry the wooden boards from the patio and grab at any furry snake she felt
stuffing it into her eager maw. Her hunger and need to feed getting the best of her as she began to utilize iron
tail to smash at the flooring scaring the remaining furrets out and eating the ones that didn't manage to escape her
furiosity.
Eventually the assigned hour of Purrcilla's service was complete and she had done her task..albeit with a bit of
collateral damage to the backyard patio. All in the name of a successful hunt and bloated stomach. She squeezed
her self into the trunk of the master's SUV and laid comfortably as her meal rapidly churned down.

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Art work by grosspotoo

Purrcilla, the stuffed purugly, belongs to me