It had been a very calm winter for Anemone. She rarely had the need to power up into Psyche and that was probably best for the entire powered community. She was a wildcard, a madbeast and absolutely not against chasing you down in the middle of the street screaming at you in another language. It didn't matter if you were an order aligned senshi, a chaos aligned senshi, a knight, or an officer of the Negaverse. If you wronged her, in any way she deemed fit, she would go after you.
It was easy to wrong Psyche, and there were a lot of monsters in the city. She could feel them everywhere and it pissed her off. She didn't have enough time to hunt them all down and it made her feel like she wasn't doing enough. Iris had made it very clear to her that monsters had to be killed, to be dusted, and yet there were still so many of them! Sometimes they disguised themselves as humanoids and tried to act as if they were human too.
They couldn't fool Psyche but their attempts angered her. Their aura couldn't lie to her. They were monsters and they had to be dusted.
It wasn't on the top of the list of things that angered her, although it was a close second. What angered her the most? People trying to steal her beloved guardian cat! She knew everyone wanted *********! She knew it. ********* was just too adorable for anyone to not want. She was soft, and warm, and she knew exactly the right way to rub against her ankles. She was helpful too, and always considerate. She was just fat enough, and she had a cute little star on her head!
There was so much love in that little, chubby body, and Annie wanted it all to herself. She never wanted the first thing she seen when she woke up to this world to leave her, or for anyone to take it away for themselves. Sure, Anemone was a lot better with this than she had been when she first awoke but she was still very possessive of the things she thought were hers. Even after a year with her team mates and none of them making any efforts to steal her during that time, she still suspected them and found herself upset at the idea of them taking her.
********* was hers. Not theirs. Monsters should die, not live. Why didn't everything work out how she wanted? It pissed her off. They were pretty big issues in Anemone's life, but they weren't the only thing that upset her. Things that also made her upset was the way people looked at her when she spoke, and the way nothing anyone said seemed to quite make sense to her. Perhaps this was more important than being upset ********* would be taken from her, perhaps more personal, but this was also a way of life she did not know another from. She had been away from ********* before, and she missed her. She had seen life without monsters nearby and she preferred it that way.
She did not know of a life where people understood what she said, or vice versa. These things were upsetting.
