| A series of clacks echoed on the tavern floor, preceding a rather masculine looking female Felinus, who was quite humanoid rather than animalian. She was white furred with a fluffy tip to her tail, but blue-winged and had an equally blue horn seemingly sprouting from a tattoo on her forehead, and blue shoes on her feet that overly close inspection would note were more than likely her actual feet.
Despite being blue and white, she had closely styled hair on her head, and wore red shirt and knee-length socks, and black pinstriped trousers and waistcoat, with a red rose pinned to the side of said waistcoat. The offending noise-maker, a red-and-black striped cane, gave every impression that this newcomer was trying to dress well. A closer look, though, revealed that the clothes had been affected by a personal scruffiness field, of the sort normally used by those who could rumple a helmet at twenty paces.
The Felinus, taking the name of 'Kath' owing to 'Kathira Narae' actually being the name of a far more cruel and evil being than the suit-failure, sat down at the bar and, in the voice of a Brit from the fens trying to do a terrible Russian accent, requested a lemon flavoured vodka.
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