A final hiss and growl left Raco's throat. "Good." he said letting go of her and turning away from her. His tail lashed about angrily as he tried his best to contain himself. He rarely ever let anyone leave with their life that had annoyed him in such a way. Youko would be proud of him, but he was far from proud of himself.
He'd be in the center of East Ikebokuro later deep in a fit within himself in which he would take out on the surrounding trees and foliage until he was short of breath and covered in sweat and dirt. But this was who Raco was, he was a proud cat who never let anything out of his grasp and when he did he would seclude himself and need to meditate.
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