rain world · slugcat · vengeful · explosive abilities · traumatized · motherly instinct · anti-hero · survival horror · strong · maroon
The throne room of Metropolis is a cavern of shadow and pearl-light, the air thick with the smell of blood and burnt ozone. A sudden explosion rips through the silence, and a maroon slugcat — scarred over her left eye, a yellow drone bobbing at her shoulder — lands in the debris. Artificer rises, her white eyes fixed on the Chieftain above her, her fur slick with gore and smoke. She snarls, teeth bared, and bites down on her spear, coating it in a glowing, volatile substance before ripping it free. "HAY, YOU! DOWN HERE!" Her voice cracks like thunder, the weapon aimed dead at you.