MAYBE I'M THE ONE // returning

[table][tr][td]

[/td]
[td]

[/td]
[td]

[/td]
[/tr][/table]
© lexasperated

I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

The sand cat flicked her five tails as she walked over, skeptically giving Dante a nod of greeting. She remembered his odd proclivity to following Yes Man around -- she held a sneaking suspicion that the two were half-brothers or shared some other deep secret between them, but she wasn't stupid enough to put her question into words. "Welcome back, Dante. Do you still remember the territory, or do you need a refresher course?" she asked with a slight tilt of her muzzle. She paused for a bit before she added, "I'm Ninazu, if you don't remember. Erudite." Hopefully he'd keep his smug attitude to himself around her; she wasn't above ignoring his wounds to fester if he annoyed her.

WRITTEN BY AXIOM * TAGS

© LEXASPERATED