"this is maddening."

The tiny figure paced around the carpeted floor of her apartment, fuming.

"I knew Xanther liked to goof around, but this?! This is too far!" Wren huffed, crossing her arms, her usual (slightly intimidating) scowl looking comically adorable as she complained.

For context, Xanther came for a visit. It had been around three years since the whole war situation, and as a prank, they decided to make Wren about as tall as a small banana. As you could probably tell, she wasn't happy.

"Now I could be stepped on, or- or taken by a cat, or-..." Wren huffed, before looking up at you with a strangely anxious expression. "Don't let anything happen to me, or I will haunt you forever, as a ghost."