Kirby's World Imagines

Coo/Animal! reader (fluff) :.Hey, Come With Us!:.

artwork from: Tumblr (sorry couldn't find original artist. comment the name, if you find it)

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Sitting. Yes, the idle segment of potential motion. You lived in an area that was not a paradise for animals. Infact, it was a constant push factor for the fact you could not even sleep without an animal trying to hunt you.

But for now, that settled, so all you wish was to use time here before returning to your conflicted habitat woth your only means to survive every second.

Living the relaxing day by sitting on a grassy bed layered by the sun. Not too long after something was floating to your area. It was a bitd, more specificity a sangria and white and black owl. At first, you knew you could swipe at it if it wished to attack with its claws. But you noticed those golden hangers were already occupied with gripping a pink...blob?

As soon as the bird came closer with the unspecified species, you planned to flee immediately, before pausing. Deeply fascinated, believing that the blob of light pink was actually prey, the fluffy owl quickly snatched a glance down, seeing your fur bristle peacefully in between swoosh after swoosh of breeze. Before wishing to resume his flight he was pulled down to the ground (the pink puffball sending him down with graduate force).

"Coo!" Crackeled the feathered friend before the small, squishy ball landed out of the claws of his partner.
Ignoring the passing objections hooted by the sour owl, Kirby obtained interest in your unique coat. You did not act like the copy and paste enemies scattered across any land he would walk on. Rather, you appeared awkward and unknowing of how to react to his presense.

"Poyo?" Purred the smiling sphere, gently attempting to step closely until he reached your form.

"Poyo" Kirby grinned, the owl behind him now curious and less protective, seeing Kirby in little danger.

When Kirby tried to pet you did you back away, the owl, Coo, soon swoomed to the scene; stopping the puffball from further contact, relating to this recognizable reaction himself.

Turning around, he patted your paw for reassurance that neither the two were meant to be a bother.

You eased into the situation, your fur bristling up, gladly relieved you would not have to battle anytime soon.

"Poyo!" Cried out Kirby, pointing at the sun. Although it was bright as a lamp, hours would pass until sunset. Aware of this situation, Coo grabbed Kirby's head, Kirby ready for launch.

"!!!" You gave out a small call, not wanting to be alone. It was aware not just to the pink warrior, but to Coo as well: knowing the animals here had trouble getting along. Especially anytime Kirby arrived.

"Coo!" The bird squeaked, without further word he grabbed your body with his claws before setting you on his back, then grabbing Kirby along.

You hung on, worried to fall. The puffy ball of feathers was strong to carry the amount of weight from his back, and to be carrying some too. With ease did he fly to a destination you did not know of.

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Though it was easy to grip onto the feathers, your claws burried quite deeply into his upper sides. It was quite unnoticeable but still aching. Nontheless he would be at his destination into a small town.

Essentually he arrived at the area. The community thriving and the scent across the village addicting and enjoyable.

He hid from the residents, knowing he did not have permission on their property. So in advance to stay hidden, Coo brought you and Kirby to the back of a hut with a giant hole within it. He kept there as Kirby wished to travel around the village on his own terms to search for something.