Aaargh, can't-can't sleep... Been stal-
SEEING, I've been see-Seeing all those π ππ πππππ πππππ all day...
If only some ππππππ πππππ πππππππππ entered now, can't have the-them see me this Ha-ππππππ πππππ, HNNNG....
"I think you might be
surprised, I got a few
tricks of my own. ~ β
She spoke, tapping
on her necklace, causing the
silhouette of a
cheetah to appear.
Soon enough,
vixen began to
rush her down without a
second thought.
βKara doesn't hold back most of the time, it's an occasion for me to do the same. Can you handle it or do I have to hold back?β
Clara asked while raising a brow, teasing the other.
Vixen was stretching
as she watched
the kryptonian descend in
front of her, a little evil
grin appearing on
her face as she
readied her claws.
βAlright . . .
Letβs see
if you last
longer than
your cousin. ~ β
βI am a busy heroine and I also have a job that requires most of my time.β
Clara floated above the ring, descending to join Vixen on the platform.
βBetter late than never at least. I'm looking forward to our spar.β
"Finally you're here."
Vixen hopped off the
treadmill and made
her way towards the
little boxing arena
in the center of
the training hall.
"Ya know,
you really got
to work on
being on time. ~ "
She's almost there, no need to wait that much longer.
Entering the code for the door now, she floated in, looking for Vixen.
βI heard you were looking for me.β
Donβt keep a gal
waiting now.
Vixen has a fashion job in
a few hours,
so she wants to freshen up
before then.
She might
even give
Kara a
backstage pass. ~