Orangeish Sherbert
Aradia had made a mistake.
Her kitty brain calculated that thought as she darted through the alleys of Destiny City, desperately trying to avoid the human populace as a madwoman and her youma pursued her. She simply wanted to ask the Negaverse agent in pink if she could answer some questions for her. But no, no... Instead she attacked the Birman guardian and summoned a beast along with it. This had gone wrong. This had gone horribly, dreadfully, nastily wrong.
What was worse was that this youma wasn't exactly unnoticeable. It took the shape from LEGEND itself, the dread black horse with hooves and mane and tail aflame. They called it a Nightmare. And Nightmares were bad. Very bad.
Hopefully.. HOPEFULLY.. she could lead it to a senshi to vanquish it. But it had been a good few minutes of chase so far with no senshi in sight, and this was tiring. Aradia wasn't made for running. Aradia was made for .. well, not running.
Oh where oh where should a senshi be?
