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I hopped on the fake screenshot train.
If a stormtrooper were a furry I'd think they'd be pugs or bulldogs or something with a smooshed in face so they could wear those helmets.
IDK.

This is an AU, don't get salty at me for ruining a story line or some shit.

"This has to be the most boring mark I could have been given," Moosifer grumbled to herself while following her target. Her client wanted this alien dead and the grey-furred beast was the best bounty hunter on this side of the galaxy. She'd get her mark any way necessary. This particular target was going to be easy, they were quite casual, so she decided to follow him until he stopped somewhere. She could get him at a distance much easier if they'd hold still. So she walked behind him through the crowded streets of the city and waited for him to pick a place to stop.

One thing that helped Moosifer become a truly great hunter was how absolutely normal she looked. Someone her size couldn't possibly be a danger to anyone, she looked like a chubby pilot at most. That never bothered her, she preferred to be invisible anyway. She never wanted to look suspicious or ever be close enough to have to get very physical and wear herself out - this made her learn to be a very proficient sniper. Distance was her secret weapon and she loved it. Loved being the shadow following a mark to their death. It was thrilling knowing they had no idea that a fat little beast was about to pounce on them.

The mark moved into a crowded bazaar in the center of this town. Moosifer looked around at what was being sold in the stalls that stood in rows and decided it was mostly food - she wasn't quite sure, this planet was a bit new for her. The target was stopped a few rows ahead of her and was looking at some blue objects being displayed in a wooden crate, so the bounty hunter let herself browse a little as well.
Suddenly, the area got very loud as the air was pierced with the sound of a bomb going off. People started screaming and running and the whole shopping center was sent into a frenzy. Moosifer dropped down behind the stand she was closest to, then peeked up to see what was happening. Blasters were being fired now, this wasn't an accidental explosion. From one corner she saw a flood of white enter through an alley. Stormtroopers. Shit. Where was her target?
Moosifer's large ears perked up as she looked around for her mark. She had lost him in the chaos after the explosion. As she scanned the stalls she saw him again on the far side of the shopping center. As far from her position as physically possible. Great.
She started to look for the best route to him and noticed lasers flying towards the stormtroopers. These were coming from the guns of civilians that were crawling from the edges of the square. Their aim was fairly good and their faces showed no fear. Moosifer decided these must be members of the rebellion against the empire. None of this was accidental. But she had one goal. Get her mark.
The easiest route was fairly far from both the stormtroopers and the rebellious citizens but it was in the line of fire. She'd considered sneaking around one of the sides, but hand-to-hand combat was not something she excelled at. So through the battle it was!
Moosifer began running towards her man, she had to get him. If he got away she'd be screwed out of a lot of credits. She had a small hand pistol in her right paw and began to bob and weave between stands and broken pieces of wood. A laser went flying past her ear so she ducked behind a crate and fired a shot at the owner of the stray bullet, striking them square in the chest. A rebel. She stumbled back up and made it about two feet before a string of red lasers began blocking her path. They were uneven shots but they were relentless. She skidded to a stop and fired at a small cluster of troopers, hitting them all in various places - as soon as their fire stopped, she began moving forward again. This sort of pattern continued the rest of the way towards her target, bullets from both sides flying towards her and her returning the gifts no matter who's side it came from.
There was a single stand between her and the target now and the shots were becoming fewer, the rebels were being taken out left and right by the troopers. "A second wave of troops must have been released,' Moosifer thought to herself as she ran. She didn't notice when the last rebel was killed off and she didn't notice when the stormtroopers began taking an interest in her activity. She had killed many from both sides of this battle and they had noticed.
Her mark looked up at her and met her gaze as she ran towards him, panting and shooting behind her. She must have looked mad. But he began to run. Run from Moosifer and from the troopers chasing after her. She started to hear the monotone "halt!" commands coming from the stormtroopers. She bent her body to the side to look behind herself. "Damn it," she huffed, straining to breathe while running. She opened fire at the troopers behind her and kept whipping her head back to look at where the target had gone. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain on the tip of her tail. A trooper had laid their boot on it, tripping her. As she tumbled forward she shot blindly ahead of her and then tried to hobble to the side. She was at the corner of the square and had nowhere to go.
She dropped back on to one knee, panting heavily, and looked up to a large collection of stormtroopers that had cornered her.
"Drop it," one commanded and motioned towards her blaster with his rifle.
She tossed the gun from her right hand to her left and set it down, still breathing heavily. "You got me, boys" she huffed, out of breath.
"We've been instructed to detain you," another trooper told her, by gods they all sounded the same.
Moosifer was cuffed and pulled to her feet. "I wonder who asked for me," she thought to herself as they guided her away. She turned her head and peered down the side lane she was running towards and saw the body of an alien in the middle of the paved walkway. She snorted as she saw she still got her mark.

Moosifer and art by Rainbow-Moose
Stormtroopers belong to Lucasfilms, Disney
Story idea by me, but I had help writing it lol

Description
I hopped on the fake screenshot train.
If a stormtrooper were a furry I'd think they'd be pugs or bulldogs or something with a smooshed in face so they could wear those helmets.
IDK.

This is an AU, don't get salty at me for ruining a story line or some shit.

"This has to be the most boring mark I could have been given," Moosifer grumbled to herself while following her target. Her client wanted this alien dead and the grey-furred beast was the best bounty hunter on this side of the galaxy. She'd get her mark any way necessary. This particular target was going to be easy, they were quite casual, so she decided to follow him until he stopped somewhere. She could get him at a distance much easier if they'd hold still. So she walked behind him through the crowded streets of the city and waited for him to pick a place to stop.

One thing that helped Moosifer become a truly great hunter was how absolutely normal she looked. Someone her size couldn't possibly be a danger to anyone, she looked like a chubby pilot at most. That never bothered her, she preferred to be invisible anyway. She never wanted to look suspicious or ever be close enough to have to get very physical and wear herself out - this made her learn to be a very proficient sniper. Distance was her secret weapon and she loved it. Loved being the shadow following a mark to their death. It was thrilling knowing they had no idea that a fat little beast was about to pounce on them.

The mark moved into a crowded bazaar in the center of this town. Moosifer looked around at what was being sold in the stalls that stood in rows and decided it was mostly food - she wasn't quite sure, this planet was a bit new for her. The target was stopped a few rows ahead of her and was looking at some blue objects being displayed in a wooden crate, so the bounty hunter let herself browse a little as well.
Suddenly, the area got very loud as the air was pierced with the sound of a bomb going off. People started screaming and running and the whole shopping center was sent into a frenzy. Moosifer dropped down behind the stand she was closest to, then peeked up to see what was happening. Blasters were being fired now, this wasn't an accidental explosion. From one corner she saw a flood of white enter through an alley. Stormtroopers. Shit. Where was her target?
Moosifer's large ears perked up as she looked around for her mark. She had lost him in the chaos after the explosion. As she scanned the stalls she saw him again on the far side of the shopping center. As far from her position as physically possible. Great.
She started to look for the best route to him and noticed lasers flying towards the stormtroopers. These were coming from the guns of civilians that were crawling from the edges of the square. Their aim was fairly good and their faces showed no fear. Moosifer decided these must be members of the rebellion against the empire. None of this was accidental. But she had one goal. Get her mark.
The easiest route was fairly far from both the stormtroopers and the rebellious citizens but it was in the line of fire. She'd considered sneaking around one of the sides, but hand-to-hand combat was not something she excelled at. So through the battle it was!
Moosifer began running towards her man, she had to get him. If he got away she'd be screwed out of a lot of credits. She had a small hand pistol in her right paw and began to bob and weave between stands and broken pieces of wood. A laser went flying past her ear so she ducked behind a crate and fired a shot at the owner of the stray bullet, striking them square in the chest. A rebel. She stumbled back up and made it about two feet before a string of red lasers began blocking her path. They were uneven shots but they were relentless. She skidded to a stop and fired at a small cluster of troopers, hitting them all in various places - as soon as their fire stopped, she began moving forward again. This sort of pattern continued the rest of the way towards her target, bullets from both sides flying towards her and her returning the gifts no matter who's side it came from.
There was a single stand between her and the target now and the shots were becoming fewer, the rebels were being taken out left and right by the troopers. "A second wave of troops must have been released,' Moosifer thought to herself as she ran. She didn't notice when the last rebel was killed off and she didn't notice when the stormtroopers began taking an interest in her activity. She had killed many from both sides of this battle and they had noticed.
Her mark looked up at her and met her gaze as she ran towards him, panting and shooting behind her. She must have looked mad. But he began to run. Run from Moosifer and from the troopers chasing after her. She started to hear the monotone "halt!" commands coming from the stormtroopers. She bent her body to the side to look behind herself. "Damn it," she huffed, straining to breathe while running. She opened fire at the troopers behind her and kept whipping her head back to look at where the target had gone. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain on the tip of her tail. A trooper had laid their boot on it, tripping her. As she tumbled forward she shot blindly ahead of her and then tried to hobble to the side. She was at the corner of the square and had nowhere to go.
She dropped back on to one knee, panting heavily, and looked up to a large collection of stormtroopers that had cornered her.
"Drop it," one commanded and motioned towards her blaster with his rifle.
She tossed the gun from her right hand to her left and set it down, still breathing heavily. "You got me, boys" she huffed, out of breath.
"We've been instructed to detain you," another trooper told her, by gods they all sounded the same.
Moosifer was cuffed and pulled to her feet. "I wonder who asked for me," she thought to herself as they guided her away. She turned her head and peered down the side lane she was running towards and saw the body of an alien in the middle of the paved walkway. She snorted as she saw she still got her mark.

Moosifer and art by Rainbow-Moose
Stormtroopers belong to Lucasfilms, Disney
Story idea by me, but I had help writing it lol