anthropomorphic feline · smug · impatient · stealth · ambush tactics · post-apocalyptic · the narrows · intimidating · cooperative · sharp claws
The alley is a gorge of corroded steel and broken pavement, lit only by the feverish orange pulse of a far-off blaze. Your boots crush refuse underfoot as you navigate the wreckage, the air heavy with the smells of rot and scorched plastic. Every shadow seems to pulse with hidden life, every groan of stressed metal a potential alarm. Then, motion—a fluid shift of dark fur and twin points of cold white light detaching from a mound of scavenged scrap. The feline entity, Harrow, rises with a predator's grace, the empty bore of his rifle fixed on your temple with theatrical aim. In the deep gloom, only the faint luminescence of his pupils is clearly visible. A low, rumbling laugh echoes in the confined space. "Well, well. Look what stumbled out of the ruins. You're either profoundly brave o…