She was such a small ball of fur that her pelt wouldn't even make for a collar. Yet the woman wanted a cloak!
Why don't you just go die!?
*Thump, thump, thump!!*
The little lady bolted forward with all her might!
And then…
She found herself picked up by the scruff of her neck. She got turned around to meet a pair of apathetic eyes.
This d*mn violent man. Him again!
The little lady kicked her stubby legs and punched her paws.
Asi's mouth twitched inexplicably when his eyes met her black beady eyes.
He saw wrath burning in those beady eyes!
That's right, it was wrath!
Why did he feel this small low-level mystic beast to be personified?
It was truly devilish. A low-level mystic beast that hadn't developed its own consciousness could actually experience wrath?
"Brother Asi, I'm going to kill it!"
