"I swear to god, Rony, if this is your grand plan to one-up Luke, you can count me out! Just because I'm your sister doesn't mean I'm going to help you cheat!"
Ronali's voice had the sharpness of a cat ready to pounce, her finger stabbing the air in accusation.
The young woman, with her black hair and piercing green eyes, had the look of someone who didn't take any nonsense, especially from her little brother. Both of them, sporting the telltale cat ears and long tails of their tribe, were a sight to behold.
Ronali's figure was the kind you'd describe as "medium is premium"—her tunic either hiding her assets or suggesting she had a more modest setup in the boob and ass department. Either way, her fiery spirit more than made up for anything else, and she wasn't about to let her brother forget it.
