Hidden Agenda(Private RP)

[Bee]

Moirai swallowed hard, her paws shaking slightly. She rarely did well under pressure, and the prospect of losing her life was the most pressure she's ever been under. She never thought about it in the military, or on her missions with Hidden Agenda, but being told bluntly she had to submit to this witch or face her own end brought out the little kitten in her. The one that told her to run and not stop running.

She could almost imagine a little pressure gauge deep inside her somewhere, climbing into the red, pegging, then the glass shattering. She crouched down, her head between her knees, taking some deep breaths to try and calm herself down. Reluctantly, she made an x across her heart, silently hoping her strange and fairly uncertain powers wouldn't mess with her like the other times she's been under pressure, and end up orchestrating her coworkers deaths.

She grit her fangs, shoving her inner kitten back inside as she exhaled slowly.

"You're 21 years old." she whispered to herself, "You've killed people. You're a Tigress now. Start acting like one."