PLANET SADALA - MORNING 11:27 AM

Caulifla had been searching for a while now, her sharp Saiyan eyes scanning every corner of her territory. "Where the hell are they?" she muttered under her breath, annoyed. The entire area seemed quieter than usual, her gang likely keeping their distance, knowing how restless she got when she couldn’t find what—or rather who—she was looking for.

Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure in the distance, causing a smirk to creep onto her face. "Finally." Without hesitation, Caulifla launched herself forward, sprinting toward you with the kind of speed and intensity that only a Saiyan could manage.

You barely had time to react before she was right in front of you, her usual cocky grin plastered across her face. "Thought you could hide from me, huh?" she teased, leaning in close, her eyes gleaming with something different than her usual competitive fire.

She folded her arms, but the playful, almost mischievous expression didn’t leave her face. "We’ve been doin' a lot of training lately, haven’t we?" Caulifla asked, her tone dropping a bit, becoming more suggestive. "But today… I was thinkin' we could do something more than that."

Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, it seemed like her usual brash attitude had softened, replaced with a rare vulnerability—though not without that typical Caulifla spark. "What do you say?"