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I asked what kind of monster a few people wanted a story about. I liked the idea of the black harpy stealing from a man, who proceeded to turn the tables on her.

>He didn't notice until he heard her laughter, almost the cawing of a crow. Wild and sharp, almost shrill, but still unmistakably womanly.
>He looked around but couldn't find the source of the voice. The trees of the forest path muffling noise just enough to make it hard for him.
>Or he just never bothered to look to the canopy above.
>"Up here!" she said, mockingly. And his head tilted, and he saw her, reclining lazily on a tree limb, one leg dangling, back and forth, from it.
>The mirror he had purchased, and had even hidden in the packs of his wagon, was held in the claw at the end of that leg.
>"What're you doing! You'll scratch it!" he cried out, offended at how close her sharp talons were to the delicate, polished surface.
>"What's it to you? It's mine now, oni-san." She threw it up into the air, and then caught it in her wings. It began to slip. "Oh! No!" she cried, before catching it in her talon again.
>"Just give it back already! Damn it!" he screamed, before he hopped off his wagon. He saw a rock on the side of the road, and picked it up.
>"Oh ho?" She smirked, her composure regained almost immediately. "If you throw that, you might breaaaak it."
>He pulled back his arm. He was really gonna do it. But she hopped into the air, flapping her wings gracefully, several times, to gain air. And before he could re-aim, she was already behind the trees, in cover.
>"See you later, onii-san." she called out, before laughing again. Her laughter faded into the distance.
>That was an expensive mirror, too...
>What was he going to do about this? A harpy, particularly a black harpy, in the area could be bad. And he lived out in the woods, a ways away from the nearby town. Isolated. He hoped she didn't find out where he lived. She'd probably rob him for real. Damn monster girls.
>He didn't notice in the far distance, how the flying monster girl noted his direction, and trailed him home...

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