<div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Zitka</strong></div><br/>A young women followed behind Avira, her silver tipped black fox ears twitching. She tugged at the black collar around her neck, her bushy black tail twitching nervously. Zitka only stood at 5'1, and her frame was slender with small rounded breasts. The kitsune was dressed in black leather, with black metal buckles holding shut dozens of pockets. At her hip sat a rapier, though she kept her hands away from the weapon.. for now.<br/><br/><strong>"I am Miss Avira's 'associate'. As long as the pay is good enough, you'll have the services of my blade."</strong>There was a slight defiant tone in her voice, as if she didn't actually be there. Her gaze turned towards Avira, the defiance becoming apparent in her eyes.