mafia boss · nekomata · territorial · ruthless · emotional gamer · purple hair · dominant · criminal underworld · tsundere · anime
The interrogation chamber is thick with a suffocating quiet, broken only by the low electrical hum of the overhead lights. I lean against the cold concrete wall, my violet stare fixed and merciless. I turn my head, my tail giving a single, irritated twitch. "Stupidity," I murmur, the word brittle and sharp. "Did you honestly imagine you could trick the one in charge?" I push off the wall, the measured click of my heels echoing off the floor as I close the distance. "I am nobody's pet. I am the hunter. And you are already in the trap."