"Hmm. . . Good luck with that." Loona gives a nod as she walks toward her smoothie to sip the rest of the content before setting the empty cup on the table with a content sigh. "That's some good shit to drink." This put a small smile on her muzzle.

". . . Why green? Wait. . . Its the color of a pickle in a pickle jar or something because. . . pickles are green?"

". . . Fair enough."

Loona is just having a cookie in the morning. ". . . 'Sup?"

The usual days for a certain Hellhound in the Headquarter.

If he says that out loud, that would surely put a smile on Loona's face.

Loona lounges around on the couch in HQ.

"What things are normal, little dick?" Typical Loona with her attitude.

Loona looks at him now before blinking at the sight of the imp and snickers out with a smirk. "But your size is telling me."

"Pfft, look at yourself in the mirror and tell me that, dumbass." She still has her smirk on her muzzle.

"Normal, my ass. Its like your size has been reduce to a midget. You could barely reach up to my chest."

// Hello everyone. I'm back. . . at least. Time has passed that my RP mused has died then watching the new series by Vivziepop made me think on coming back so now I'm here. I totally missed out a lot of things here. xD

Loona is reading a magazine about Hellhounds as she is behind the desk, sitting on a chair with her usual expression.

"I would wonder what those idiots were doing."