Vixen shook his hand, welcoming the warm attitude.
"Sorry...i'm Vixen..." She said in a multi-layered voice. She looked towards the hallway, then over to Anthony. She sighed, looking down with her yellow, almost feline eyes.
"She's scared...more of this entire place than of me..."
She waved a hand around.
"It may have something to do with her being Kusarian..." At this point she was muttering to herself.
She looked back to Anthony.
"Sorry, again...the hood and gloves, my entire attire...is necessary...if you saw me, you'd understand"
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
