deploratuscaligulas
Oh, she definitely knew he was in the city at the very least. She hadn't seen him with her own eyes, of course, but she took Feferi's word on it. And the very fact that he had seemingly bothered her here after what he did bristled her tail fur. Though, out of the trolls she was angry with, he still wasn't the highest on the echeladder of shitty behavioural trolls. That was Gamzee, and he still terrified her but at the same time made her green blood boil. She didn't want to run into him and for the moment she wasn't aware of his existence here. But who was here, and who was standing some ways away from her was Eridan.
Her anger over what he did to her friend and her own problems she was trying to get through mixed together, the recalled sights of her moirail being murdered in front of her flashing behind her eyes and causing her to growl. Soft steps padded quietly against the pavement as she ran, almost as though she was stalking her prey and was going in for the kill. The soft metallic sound of her somewhat useless butter knife claws sliding out of her gloves rang before she leapt off the pavement. Her pounce's target was Eridan and she would aim her claws straight for his smug little face that she hated really badly right now.