Gypsy was walking the halls of the Jewel hive, heading to the Glitterbazaar. This was not unusual for the Silkwing, and was part of their everyday routine. They would first visit their Master's guild, in order to attend the meeting in their presence. Master found the meetings boring, and would rather have his most important servant tell him what had happened at the meeting. Most important servant. At that thought, a smile momentarily graced Gypsy's normally emotionless face. After the meeting, it was off to the Glitterbazaar, in order to buy what his Master always ate for his lunch. Two smoked rabbits, a glass of orange juice, and a small honey treat. And then he would return to his Master, at the library, and sit with him as his Master read. This was how it was almost every day, and Gypsy preferred it this way. They appreciated structure.
       Their cane clicked against the floor of the Hive with every step, and as they grew closer to the Glitterbazaar, they were forced to put it away, due to the jam-packed nature of the market. It was always full of Hivewings, who had time only for shopping, and none to avoid the Silkwing servant attempting to retrace the steps they stepped every day. They shuffled uneasily through the crowd, slowly but safely making their way over to the place they knew always had Master's rabbits. They smelled it easily, the smell of frying meat one of the most distinct smells in the Glitterbazaar, and only growing stronger as they got closer and closer to the stall. They felt ahead of them with their claws as they neared it, grabbed the counter, and stopped, sitting down in front of the stall.
       "Ah! Gypsy!" a female voice proclaimed, "Here for Mason's lunch?" They reached down, patting his head in greeting. He nodded, and heard them slide the food up onto the counter. He grabbed it, dropping it into the silk bag that he used for this task every day. He then felt along the cord around his neck, grabbing the leftmost pouch and depositing it atop the counter. Once he heard the clink of the pouch being picked up, and the murmur of agreement from the Hivewing, he grabbed the counter again, turned himself left, and walked. He knew the path he walked well, and soon heard a voice call out in greeting.
       "The silent Silkwing returns! Tell me Gypsy, when am I gonna get a word out of you?" asked the owner of the bar, already knowing they would get no answer. Gypsy simply reached for the middle pouch on the cord, placing it on the counter. The merchant huffed, and Gypsy heard a slosh as they pushed something across the counter. Gypsy grabbed it and sniffed. Orange juice. They placed it in the bag, alongside the rabbits, before grabbing the counter of the bar, turning all the way around, and walking. They counted each step, and on the 32nd, turned left. They continued for 10 more steps before stopping. They didn't touch this shop, as the owner always got mad at them if they put their claws anywhere near the merchandise. They silently handed over the final pouch, and heard the owner of the store sigh.
       "What is it this time, Silkwing? A goat? Maybe a praying mantis?" the owner queried in an impatient tone. Gypsy shook their head, and remained silent. The owner exhaled loudly, and practically slammed down a piece of the candy. "Well then here you go. A butterfly. Now get out, Silkwing." Gypsy obliged, turning to where they knew the exit was as they slipped the treat into their bag. A spring entered their step as they left the Glitterbazaar, withdrew their cane, and headed to the Library.

[Author's Note]

So what do ya think? Also the second chapter might be a little...

Dirty...

And by that I mean that the second chapter is smut.