The naked babe was lying on the bench while the youngster was invading her honey pot. The nightlife was still awake though, the owls were stalking their prey and their prey was running for the fuzzy or scaly lives! Thea crept toward the safe, testing the floor for pressure plates with each step. Belinda grit her teeth, and almost let out an anguished whimper, as she was sure her feet were disintegrating from being squeezed into the snazzy little traps surely made just to torture her.
Tsunade's detention here we come.