Naevia's feet slid on the metallic Citadel
floors. Her claws scratched, trying to find traction as she skidded
around the ramp into the Canton.
Turning the corner, she
halted with a stumble before her Primus.
“Naevia. You are
late.”
“Sorry!” The black jaguar charr saluted hastily.
“I sorta short-circuited my alarm on accident!” Naevia's ears
flicked briefly back in guilt. Static sparks jumped from her mane to
them, but other than a quick flick of the shocked ears, Naevia took
no notice.
Her Primus growled at his wayward pupil. “Get in
line. NOW!”
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