THE JURY'S CORRUPT // open, capture + torture

[Pele N. F. I.]

STAR CHILD

She hit the ground with a slight thud, sand flicking itself up into her face. Disorienting yes, but not by much. She was a savannah, first generation, so not smaller than Caesar by too much. She got up, shaking the sand from her fur.

"I'm a fireball you overgrown moldy lemon." The demoness spat, tossing a pawful of sand at his general direction. Not really an attack, more like annoyance. She wasn't a cocky person by any means, but they'd broken the chain on her momma's necklace and she didn't like that.

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