" Wuahahahaha! Oh, how ironic fate can be!''

__- Mephiles would reform his shape back into his shadow form. He rose from that puddle that was once him. His green eyes dialed as he leaned forward. His pale-skinned muzzle would move as he spoke obviously showing he didn't have a mouth. Then his grayish green stripes and his green fur shimmered under the moonlight. His eyes went off to stare directly at you.