*-_-*-_-*Cassandra Nargacuga*-_-*-_-*
Youngest of the Nekos
Cassandra was not in a good mood. Even if it were only the fact that she was forced to wear a dress on this day she would be miffed. She was no lady, and as such she much preferred the security of pants to all this flowy, hindersome, excess fabric. If she were a boy she wouldn't have to deal with this subjugation. At least the damnable garment was black. But no, the youngest Nargacuga was first and foremost in a foul mood because today she had to leave home, leave her parents and familiar comforts for a strange place with strange people, one of which was her 'fiance.' That thought really made her fume.
The girl stormed through the halls, ears flattened back against her head in displeasure, burgundy eyes narrowed to slits with anger. She was already packed (and she had managed to stash her favorite sword in the bottom of one of her trunks), but she had yet to see hide or hair of her siblings, her only hope for calming down at all at this moment. she knew that Father and Mother would not be pleased if she were to leave in such an unpleasant state as she was in right now.
It wasn't long before Cassandra found herself at Nirela's door. The girl could hear her sister moving around inside. With a few harsh knocks on the door the young neko called out to her elder. "
Nirela, open up." Her words were few, as she didn't have anything more to say in ways of explanation for her presence at the door.
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Never let them see you cry