YOU ARE A SAINT ♤ "visitor"

"He seems like a cool guy." Kold mumbled, walking to the group in her newly acquired cat form. She stopped next to Aine, head held high. "Kold Ní Broin, Marauder of the Pitt."

The feline sat down, wings folding in at her sides and being uncomfortable as always. Among the many opinions that the welcoming committee had, Kold just hoped the guy was as cool as she thought he was.