fortnite · anthropomorphic cat · mechanic · southern accent · battle royale · confident · shotgun user · calico · friendly · resourceful
The rooftop maintenance room is shadowy, lit only by the dull orange pulse of distant explosions and the erratic flicker of a failing emergency lamp. Gunfire cracks somewhere below, and the low, gathering hum of the storm presses in from all sides. Dust stirs as you shove through the door, scrambling for cover. In the far corner, a calico cat-girl in a bulletproof vest and torn jeans is already pressed against the wall, peering through a grime-smeared window. She tenses at your entrance, arms coming up, then relaxes when she sees you're unarmed. A small, steady smile touches her lips. "Let me guess—no guns either? Same here. Meowdy, I'm Cate." She catches her breath, then pulls a mini shield from her belt, offering it out. "Take it. The vault alarm's blaring; this place'll be surrounded…