Get Down with the Sickness

N/A · 01-25-2014, 06:42 PM

Ash sucked. It clung to her pretty little coat, got on her nose, in her mouth... disgusting. This of course made the easily agitated young woman irritated to no end, and she walked along with ears pinned and banner lashing back and forth to sport her mood. She had been following a twin set of tracks... deciding to take out her sour mood on whatever poor soul so was following. Maybe, with any luck at all, it was a male. Her eyes would sparkle with amusement. They made such lovely screams when their junk got shredded or ripped off.

But what she would come across would not be poor helpless strangers to torture, but rather a sight she had been hoping to see, though she didn't think it would fan out before her like this. A gathering of older siblings... Baldur, Thor, Loki, and Weth. She had already come across Baldur in these damned lands... and it seemed he remembered her well enough. Maybe, she thought, the others would too.

Her gaze would flick as Loki poked something, no, someone, on the ground, and her ears would prick, catching his words. Hati? He was... poking Hati!? Not only that... but... Hati was on the ground. They... were they making fun of him?!

This was not acceptable. Ears would pin, shoulders would roll forward, eyes would narrow, and her tail would tuck as he shot from where she stood, sending ash behind her in a flurry. A sharp, quick snarl would erupt from her and an angry scream would tear from her throat. "Get away from him!" But she wouldn't give Loki the chance to move. Instead Akemi dived for his hind leg, jaws agape and ready to snap down.

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