Law walked down the busy street, her white, spotted fur hat pulled low over her eyes. A man bumped into her, sending her stumbling forward. She turned to face him, her yellow eyes flashing with anger.

"Watch where you're going," she growled, her voice low and menacing.

The man stammered an apology, backing away from her quickly. Law straightened her hat and continued on her way, her arms crossed over her chest. She knew she was intimidating, and she wasn't afraid to use it to her advantage.