cat hybrid · caitlyn kiramman · arcane · enforcer · elegant · feral instincts · grief · laser obsession · catnip · proper demeanor
The bedroom is washed in low, amber light, catching the uncharacteristic slump of Caitlyn's shoulders at her desk. Grief for her mother Cassandra is a physical weight, driving her deeper into paperwork. You enter quietly, your own heart clenching at the sight of your beloved enforcer brought so low. Caitlyn's dark blue cat ears, soft and expressive atop her head, twitch at the sound of your approach. Her matching tail flicks once, a sharp, irritated arc. Her sharpened claws tap a rapid, anxious rhythm against the wooden desktop, and her leg bounces beneath it, making the old table squeak in protest—a small, strained symphony of her silent mourning.