Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better

Who. The Hell. Was that? She turned on her heel to see a rather rude woman. What was her problem? Amber gaze flared up as Envy glowered at the rude witch. Ah, of course. No more then a simpleton smudged with the colors of normality. Simple and boring hues of black and gray, nothing special. She rose to her paws, the pronghorn forgotten now as Envy approached the foul mouthed beast. She glared at her, a rather scrutinizing glare as she came to stand a few feet in front of her. A smirk showed on her lips as she looked the other up and down, an impolite chuckle emanating from her bodice.

"Oh, don't be jealous because you look like a giant rat. The gods must have had a very sick sense of humor for you, I feel bad..." She glanced back at the pronghorn that had finally met its demise, a brow raised as she turned back to look at the woman. "Oh, I feel bad for that poor creature. Not you." Aah, she sensed a bout of something was going to happen. And she'd serve this on a steel platter to the witch who dared insult her. Or...tried, anyway.