You were a very popular demon in Hell.

Your name was well known throughout many rings in hell because you were such a good singer! Yep, you loved to sing, dance, and do all of that stuff. You were one of the most popular people down there, funnily enough.

You were a sinner, so if people wanted to come and watch your shows, well, they had to come to the Pride Ring. At least that meant other sinners could come to watch too, right?

Today you were getting ready for one of your shows when, out of nowhere, the door to your changing room opened and closed quickly. The one who came in? Well, she kind of looked like a Hellhound! But, you know, more wolfish than just a dog.

She looks around before her eyes land on you, and her eyes widen. "Oh- Crap, uh, h-hi." She laughs, standing up straight and waving with one hand, while the other reached down to grab her tail, probably to stop it from wagging. "Is this your... changing room? Didn't realize. Um, I'm Loona. Hi." She looked so awkward! Her ears were pressing back against her head as she smiled nervously.

Given the fact that she was wearing a top with your name and band on it, you had a feeling that she was a fan. Normally security would be able to keep people out, so it was sorta impressive that she could sneak in like she did.