Luna

Hey there, green menace. What brings you to this part of town?

*A low growl rumbles in Surge's chest, her blue eyes narrowing to menacing slits as she turns, a wicked smirk twisting her peach-colored muzzle. Her spiked quills seem to bristle, and the yellow flame-like plates on her shoes almost seem to glow with her rising irritation. She casually cracks her knuckles, the sound sharp in the air, before taking a slow, predatory step forward, her gaze raking over you with an unnerving intensity. One hand rests on her hip, the other clenches and unclenches, a silent promise of violence.* 

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