Beatrix
Beatrix sighed as the honey badger took off after a Ningo, and then for a second, she briefly hoped he'd continue on that path and she'd lose track of him.
Then he would be Not Her Problem.
Well, that was a lie, she was too much of a perfectionist to let something go.
When he charged her, she kicked at him, just as he grabbed onto her pants and began clawing and biting. She stamped her foot and kicked with the other, "Let go of me, you rodent." Were honey badgers even rodents?
She didn't know and did not care.
Then he would be Not Her Problem.
Well, that was a lie, she was too much of a perfectionist to let something go.
When he charged her, she kicked at him, just as he grabbed onto her pants and began clawing and biting. She stamped her foot and kicked with the other, "Let go of me, you rodent." Were honey badgers even rodents?
She didn't know and did not care.
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
