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Arcanite's Journal
Location: Ivory Pillar
Date: July 18, 2019

Ha! It's just like they say, you're not so tricky when you're all bound up like that, are you?

Catching this particular Zorua was actually easier than I thought. You see, Abigail was a thief, which was not unusual, but she was a thief who often stole her target in addition to their valuables, and she had made many enemies who wanted to see her taken down. Some were happy to help me, while others were swayed by the promise of the reward and still others required some convincing of other sorts, but eventually I had learned everything about her there was to know, enough that I was certain once I spotted her I would have her instantly.

But where to look first? That was where I needed bait, and while putting out a cute captive might seem like the obvious choice, it carried too great a risk if this didn't work out. Instead, I decided to go with a nice shiny gemstone: everyone knows that jewel thieves are sexy vixens just waiting to be tightly bound, right? Letting the right people know that someone had unearthed a massive clear diamond of the rarest beauty and was preparing to sell it off, I prepared my ambush and waited, eyes not leaving the synthetic substitute laid out for the taking, ears awaiting the sound of her paws across the floor.

When the Dark-type appeared precisely where I had predicted, I pounced and attempted to quickly bind her. Of course, the Zorua had excellent reflexes and was away in a flash, but I was just as immediately on her tail again. She made quite a good show of misdirection, sending illusions in every direction, slipping behind cover, sneaking through passages I couldn't follow her. It wasn't enough to save her, though. I smashed every obstacle she attempted to lay, blasted through each apparition, and eventually left her no option but to run for her life. Of course, I had already won by then. Just a few bounds, a good smack, and the female was finally captured.

I had no intention of turning her in for the reward money, though. Her face on the wanted posters had captivated me, and I was not disappointed in the rest of her figure either. Rather, I quickly cuffed and muzzled her like the dog she was, and brought her home to the dark retreat I had carefully modified into a proper lair. By the time the Zorua had regained consciousness, she was already wearing the mitts to keep her from picking up so much as a shiny rock, and was just in time to feel the rear plate fit snugly into place against her bottom. We didn't have much of a conversation, or not one that I remember. I expect the last thing she said was something about not being able to see as I pulled the hood over her face, followed by incoherent whining or moaning as the rubber ball cut her off.

After all that trouble, I'm not about to take the Dark-type for granted. Zorua are a tricky bunch even when they appear helpless, and for Abigail I needed to make it impossible, perhaps beyond the impossible, for her to escape. I imagine being suspended over a pool of lava with one's bottom in the air, blinded and gagged, and myself to keep her company, all of that should make even thinking about escape problematic. I'm certain this female will find her stay her much more interesting than petty theft. Perhaps once she has fully submitted I'll let her off the hook a bit, but I think she'll soon be used to being the treasure instead of the thief.

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Description
Arcanite's Journal
Location: Ivory Pillar
Date: July 18, 2019

Ha! It's just like they say, you're not so tricky when you're all bound up like that, are you?

Catching this particular Zorua was actually easier than I thought. You see, Abigail was a thief, which was not unusual, but she was a thief who often stole her target in addition to their valuables, and she had made many enemies who wanted to see her taken down. Some were happy to help me, while others were swayed by the promise of the reward and still others required some convincing of other sorts, but eventually I had learned everything about her there was to know, enough that I was certain once I spotted her I would have her instantly.

But where to look first? That was where I needed bait, and while putting out a cute captive might seem like the obvious choice, it carried too great a risk if this didn't work out. Instead, I decided to go with a nice shiny gemstone: everyone knows that jewel thieves are sexy vixens just waiting to be tightly bound, right? Letting the right people know that someone had unearthed a massive clear diamond of the rarest beauty and was preparing to sell it off, I prepared my ambush and waited, eyes not leaving the synthetic substitute laid out for the taking, ears awaiting the sound of her paws across the floor.

When the Dark-type appeared precisely where I had predicted, I pounced and attempted to quickly bind her. Of course, the Zorua had excellent reflexes and was away in a flash, but I was just as immediately on her tail again. She made quite a good show of misdirection, sending illusions in every direction, slipping behind cover, sneaking through passages I couldn't follow her. It wasn't enough to save her, though. I smashed every obstacle she attempted to lay, blasted through each apparition, and eventually left her no option but to run for her life. Of course, I had already won by then. Just a few bounds, a good smack, and the female was finally captured.

I had no intention of turning her in for the reward money, though. Her face on the wanted posters had captivated me, and I was not disappointed in the rest of her figure either. Rather, I quickly cuffed and muzzled her like the dog she was, and brought her home to the dark retreat I had carefully modified into a proper lair. By the time the Zorua had regained consciousness, she was already wearing the mitts to keep her from picking up so much as a shiny rock, and was just in time to feel the rear plate fit snugly into place against her bottom. We didn't have much of a conversation, or not one that I remember. I expect the last thing she said was something about not being able to see as I pulled the hood over her face, followed by incoherent whining or moaning as the rubber ball cut her off.

After all that trouble, I'm not about to take the Dark-type for granted. Zorua are a tricky bunch even when they appear helpless, and for Abigail I needed to make it impossible, perhaps beyond the impossible, for her to escape. I imagine being suspended over a pool of lava with one's bottom in the air, blinded and gagged, and myself to keep her company, all of that should make even thinking about escape problematic. I'm certain this female will find her stay her much more interesting than petty theft. Perhaps once she has fully submitted I'll let her off the hook a bit, but I think she'll soon be used to being the treasure instead of the thief.

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