A teal slipper touched down on hard concrete, then disappeared. It reappeared on the concrete again, only this time, a few yards from the last spot. Gold bangles glittered in the street lights, followed by a small sparkly skirt.

The senshi in question was trailing after a fast moving youma, darting in and out through the shadows, but Methone was a master of the light. Literally. She followed it, cornering it in a area where their would be no civilians.

She hadn't felt the small aura of a basic senshi at first, but she hoped, by the aura of both chaos and order together, it would draw the senshi too her.

She'd beat the s**t out of youma AND make a new friend tonight!



Sylent Nyte
Look I started the thing....