sorry i put it in too deep

you keep leaving! baka...

*smooch* now, lets begin

i am begging you yes but i will begin Castel was new to the city, and they definitely didn't look like they belonged there. Their soft, puffy hair bounced softly as they walked, their bright blue eyes shone through the hair in their face. They weren't comfortable in the clothes they were in, they were used to being naked. Just another thing to get used to, they thought to themself, along with this English language they didn't know very much of. They were very feminine in appearance, besides their chest.

Castel sighed, maybe this city life wasn't for them. They stepped into an alleyway, not having a real job, or any way to get money besides fighting, they often find themself in underground fighting rings.

they stopped at the end of the alley, seemingly waiting on someone. For a fighter, they sure weren't dressed like one, in baggy sweatpants with a hole in the back for their fluffy rabbit tail, and a striped shirt with a thin flamboyant red jacket. They hadn't noticed the woman.

Being the tribal person they were, they had lots of experience with darts. There were many attempts to kidnap members of their tribe, so, almost like instinct, they could sense darts, their ears could just faintly pick up on them, this didn't mean they would always dodge darts, but a tranq gun might work better.

their ear twitched, and they clumsily threw themself out of the way, just barely getting grazed. they stumbled a bit, it had caught them off guard. they shook their head and looked around, perhaps some other fighter was trying to take them out before they could get in the ring.

"Who is there?!" They quickly took a stance, facing towards where they believed the dart came from.