The urge grew and grew with her until she could ignore it no longer. She wanted something, something that wasn't hers that she could take. Gems or other things, she didn't care so long as she could have it! From whispers around the cave, whispers that she'd eavesdropped on. The mongoose heard of a place called Canis where a "Bone King" ruled on his hill of bones. While she didn't like to eat bones she had seen a few before and thought they would make a great prize, perhaps even a weapon or trophy.
It didn't take long for her to find the place based on descriptions she'd heard. The place of bones greeted her, proving to be even more magnificent than she imagined. So many bones! So many things she could take! A fiendish glow of joy awoke in her heart as she pondered where she would start. She was still a novice in this craft so she knew not where to begin. Perhaps by checking if there was anyone around? Her silver eyes looked left, right, up, down and it was during this examination that she saw the large lammergeier. He was sitting on high with his nest of bones but behind a stalactite. It obviously obscured his vision so while she had the chance the tiny creature zoomed forward and ducked behind a large rock.
Hardly even realizing it her coat changed color, it's shade darkening to that of a deep brown color while the white of her coat changed to gray. It helped camouflage her better than the normal reddish color of her coat.
None too soon did she duck behind her rock and change her coat did she hear the large bird take a flight from his perch. She prayed that the creature wouldn't see her and he didn't. Sniggering softly to herself the mongoose continued onwards to a large bonepile near the middle of Canis. There she found two things of interest. A rabbit femur which ended in a sharp point where a bit of it had been broken off and a pink gem, her favorite color. She would just swipe both of these things and be gone before the bird-brain even knew what hit him.
Unknown to her when she grabbed the bone and gem it caused the pile to shift ever so slightly. One would only notice if they kept tabs on every part of Canis... a task that the Bone King no doubt did.
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"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...