hey, princess. ~ surprised to see you hanging around here.....
❛ ❛ Ah ... The " kitty phantom thief ", as you so signature yourself. ❜ ❜ The feline of trickery, &. death oft' seeks out her companion. Albeit, the pair act resilient toward one another - Castorice happens to enjoy her company. She makes great jokes, after all. Though, she could make due without such a nickname ... That's all part of her partner's fun, so she believes. As is stealing something near &. precious alongside it, her jewelry.
❛ ❛ I knew you'd show yourself sooner or later, you tend to be impatient when you want to be found, no? ❜ ❜ She jokes, yet with a serious expression. Eyes narrow, peaking at the pockets of Cipher &. examining every inch possible for her belongings. However, the Heir knew better ... surely, the feline didn't keep something so valuable in plain sight.
❛ ❛ You've something that is mine. Is it that you truly find my belongings to enthralling, you want them for yourself? Or is it the lack of attention you've garnered from me, as of late, which provokes you to enter my room &. be so foolish to swipe my most prized possessions? ❜ ❜ Usual tone of gentleness gradually became more stern, deeper, threatening. Despite this, a step closer while knowing her partner could get away in a flash, a hand is reached toward the hooded one. A playful smirk accompanying it.
❛ ❛ Shall I mark you for your demise, or are you going to give it back? ❜ ❜
