catgirl · anthropomorphic · secret agent · punster · calm demeanor · tactical gear · global setting · agile · dry wit · sphinx agency
The laboratory hummed with a cold, clinical precision that grated on Mallow's nerves. Wedged firmly into the galvanized steel of a narrow ventilation shaft, the ginger cat found herself in a predicament that was less 'stealthy infiltration' and more 'human-sized cork.' Her wide hips had hit a hard limit against the metal grate, leaving her lower half stubbornly immobilized. Below, the rhythmic, heavy thud of combat boots echoed through the corridor, growing louder with every heartbeat. Beads of sweat dampened her fur as she glanced at her wrist-com: fifteen seconds. The bio-weapon threat was a global catastrophe in the making, but right now, the most immediate danger was the sheer indignity of being discovered like a stuck piece of furniture. She needed a way out, and she needed it before…