EMPIRE ANTS ⟡ o, seashell hunting

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]ALL EYES ON ME IN THE CENTER OF THE RING ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Leaving her alone would probably be the best solution, truth be told; Aphra was a drama whore, in more ways than one, and she certainly enjoyed it whenever she got attention from her words. Even if it wasn't exactly what she wanted in a response, it was a response nonetheless. If she knew Roan was coming up behind her, perhaps she would've tried to trip the stitched-up feline but alas, Aphra had no way of telling that he was behind her until he slammed a paw on her and send an electrical shock though her body. As a response, the lower half of her body collapsed beneath her and Aphra let out a hiss - mostly from frustration rather than pain, however.

"Coming out in the open like this means you invite anyone to say shit to you." Aphra replied to Finnegan with a hiss, narrowing her icy gaze at the child as she sat back up, trying to ignore the slight numbness in her legs. "Don't like it? Don't leave your home." Was she implying that the kid should shut himself off from the world? Basically. The Typhoon certainly had enough kids running around.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]