‘      Minto - san….’ The Green Mew was stuck on what to do, cry or EMBRACE the girl in front of her. ( she chose the LATTER. ) “ Minto - san! You are so kind! ‘ 

                              ’————–!!!!!!!”

   the sudden embrace was noted ; steps sending her backwards     in a soft stumble, before she regained her balance.

                            “ Don’t worry, I have no intention whatsoever to try and ruin the peace that we agreed upon. I am simply visiting Earth to help take care of any of the Chimera Animals we may have accidentally left behind. ”

                                ’—How charitable of you”

   a gentle sigh, softer than a breeze, left her frame.

            laughter continuously echoed within the BRUISED walls,  nothing but                 sarcasm aiding her in the worst of ways. because that’s how it would end                up  being for  those who  cared too much for too many:  in ruins.  she had                disappointed many: she was the LEADER,  and yet,  she  did not know                how  to  be  one,    herself.    leading  the  girls  in  such  a  place  without                precaution first ?    what kind of person would have done that ?    FOUR,                were the girls she lead,   FOUR   were the lives she had to lead:   FOUR                were the heroes that needed her aid. ONE was the voice  that  disrupted                the eternal laughter.

      ❛     m-minto ?     ❜    not even mew.   calling out for her friend, more than      a colleague,   was more meaningful,   closer.   pink pupils,   shaded in the      palest   pink   hues   attempted   to   focus   their   attention   of   the    figure      approaching her.   was it her ?    really ?    just the smallest    ( most tired )      smiles bloomed,  as the girl awaited to drown her in the depths of the earth. 

      her hand outstretched ; reaching for one of her most dearest        friends. the corner of her eyes watered at the sight of the cat       (  who, usually, was so full of lie it  DRAINED  all of the energy       from the bird--- and everyone else.  .  .    ). 

       slender and careful digits wrapped around her friend’s wrist,        pulling her  closer  and into her grasp--- her body instantaneously        urched forward ; protectively shielding her from any other         plausible attack. turning her head as she prepared to land, the        gentle creature looked back to the rest of her team. a skipped        heart beat later, and she had  (  oh so gracefully  ) landed on        the floor below.

       she’d begin to run, not too far, but somewhere  safe.  she didn’t        care   WHERE   ----she just had to be safe.

                          “ lett----------- “

                                ’————–I  personally enjoy the                                   strawberry shortcake, myself. ”

                                 ’————–Zakuro don’t you think                                    that’s a little dangerous ?”