"I think this is the first time we ever meet, right?"
I nodded at the beautiful, yet wild and feral girl who looks around my age wearing ripped black jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt.
Her eyes are canine-like and red as if they are made of pure concentrated rage and fury.
But her face looks like she's another random girl next door as she looked at me curiously.
"Yes, I think so too, Lady Lytta..."
She chuckled in a bark-like way, "Koalemos was right. As humble and respectful as her mother."
I glanced at the house behind me and smiled a little, "Wouldn't you want to go inside?"
"No, I'd rather not," she said simply as she looked at her children running around happily, "Whenever I visit someone's house, I bring my rage and fury with me."
"Even if it's the house of your family, my Lady?
