Phibi was having another one her frustrated tantrums, kicking all over wildly and biting her new supervisor's arm and hands. For once in her life, she was beginning to miss her life back at the royal palace. She didn't miss the responsibilities and expectations, but she never imagined she would be a prisoner- a pawn for political scandals and power tripping between the goblins and humans. She whines and grunts loudly with a huff as her supervisor, the mercenary demon, settles her down in one of the chairs inside the goblins' hideout. The demon growls lowly with annoyance and settles down across the room, watching her with piercing eyes. Phibi scowls and sticks out her tongue

"I don't understand why you had to rush me, I was almost done. Stupid lizard..." Phibi rolls her eyes and slumps, wishing she could've at least finished her...'business' outside...relieving herself.

Phibi didn't like her situation one bit, but her new supervisor seemed more patient and laid-back than the goblins, so she often took advantage of this, staying outside longer than the goblins would've liked. She could eat more, bathe more, relieve herself slightly more comfortably than before. Although she couldn't go far from the hideout