A huge shadow with clawed edges loomed over the orchid mantis that was currently wiping its face with its forelimbs.
The mantis kept washing its face while glancing up.
Oh. It was Mistblade.
The Moon Emperor's face looked mostly calm. But her nine tails, which always betrayed her emotions around familiar people, were whipping wildly behind her. She looked seriously annoyed.
The orchid mantis waved a forelimb.
"So I'm officially released without charges, right?"
Mistblade froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. The next second she lifted her foot and stomped down toward the mantis.
The orchid mantis leaped sideways.
It landed and instantly returned to Rita's original form.
"No manners," Rita complained.
Mistblade narrowed her eyes and glanced at the corner of Rita's mouth. Then she looked away with disappointment.
Already wiped clean.
What a shame. She had not managed to see Rita drooling.
