The past few days have been complete and utter hoofbeast manure. All of her grand plans have turned sour. Her 'Steal all the Loot' plan gave her a missing left eye, which she artfully covered with a sweet ass eye patch, and that 'easy meal' from Spineless and Karkat left her belly empty. She still could have taken a meal to go but dammit, she was making a point. Her and her stupid ass pride.

The pit in her stomach growled as if to remind her of her current situation. Her brow furrowed as she rubbed a hand over her gut to silence it. Food. She needed food. Before she would allow herself to rest, Vriska needed to eat.

Forcing herself to press on she happened by luck to stumble upon a quiet park. It looked like this place didn't much much to offer, much like the rest of this shitty stupid arena, but her one good eye caught sight of a pair of familiar shaped horns peeking out around some crumbling cement rubble. Nepeta? Oh thank motherfucking god! Maybe she had food.

Vriska's pace quickened, trotting up to the broken down fountain, "Hey! Nepet-"

Her voice cuts short as she rounded the corner seeing the other troll more clearly. That was defiantly not Nep. Another fucking mystery troll? Fuuuuuuuuck.