<strong>General Oceloto<br/>Town Square Ring</strong><br/><br/>General Oceloto frowned through Rus’s scoffs. He didn’t know why he stood there and listened. If the tiger had been any other enemy, he would have floored him by now. The general hadn’t expected Cheetarik to join him, but he was pleased to see that he decided to. At the stomping of his foot, the ring had trembled so violently that the general spread his arms to steady himself.<br/><br/>“Unfortunately, I must agree with my elite comrade. Instead of attack me with claws, you chose to remain persistent with your idiotic banter. Sticks and stones, Tigrus…” The general spread his feet shoulder-width apart as he lowered into a stance. His left arm was curled ninty-degrees at his hip and his forearm parallel to the floor. The palm of his left hand was turned upwards and his fingers curled as his claws emerged from his cuticles. His right arm was extended, his palm facing Rus and Caraina with his fingers curled and claws unsheathed.<br/><br/>The general’s mild-mannered expression was as calm and confident as ever, but within his golden eyes there was much ferocity. His eyes flicked to Cheetarik, a second from cuing their assault when the royal emblem blossomed in the sky. It bathed the city in shadows of red and black, and instantly all Cats froze in their duties to set their eyes upon it. It frightened them to see the summons again. It had been many years…<br/><br/>The general dropped his stance and gazed at the sky in shock. He then looked to his soldiers who were standing about wearing similar awe-stricken faces.<br/><br/>“The king summons, GO!” the general barked. He then glanced back to Cheetarik, staring through Rus and Caraina as though they were but glass. He didn’t have to say much to the seasoned warrior. He was certain he knew what to do [head to the castle]. Grabbing up his cloak, the general jumped out of the ring and sprinted with his men for the castle.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Lynx<br/>Marketplace</strong><br/><br/>Lynx had managed to elude the crazy leopard and he was practically out of breath, bent over with baskets of food wearing on his muscles. It was quite the workout, and he was interested in trying it again when he wasn’t running kitchen errands. Instead of using groceries, he would use baskets of stones.<br/><br/>His eyes widened in startle when the road was bathed in red. His black ears shot upward as he thought in fear,<em>It couldn’t be.</em><br/><br/>Seeing how the entire marketplace was frozen in concern, his sapphire orbs went to the sky to see the emblem.<br/><br/><em>Shit!</em><br/><br/>Gathering up his bags and baskets, Lynx sprinted for the castle as beads of hot sweat began dripping from his chin. He was definitely getting a workout now. When was he ever going to get a break from running?