i been hellbent babe / joining

[agathe.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color;"]At least Agathe never had a father to impress- just an iron-faced grandmother with a terrible temper and a vendetta against anything (or anyone) that dared to defy her. But she had been fed similar promises, promises of greatness and power and strength like none other. She had been proclaimed heir to her clan and denounced her once peaceful nature for something that craved war like a moth did a flame, all because the gold in her eyes foretold something about her - her future - that even she couldn't begin to describe.

And though she was free from that life now, the way she moved - as smooth and agilely as a blade would in the air - and the way she thought and even the way she talked still betrayed what she was under it all... Agathe would be lying if she said that she didn't sometimes relish in it, her innate deadliness. Even as she approached the border and took her place besides Titan, her bright golden gaze was an intent as a predator's, no emotion save a faint frown embracing her pale features. The cloaked snow leopard didn't say anything, just perking rounded ears as to listen to what this shiba had to say. She'd save her voice later, for the unnecessary introductions that always accompanied what she could only assume was this individual joining.