Alexiel, Monima, Kazibantu
The light coating of sand in their fur proclaimed them from Wilt'no, as did their very appearances. Their furs were short, their bodies muscular, and their eyes told of the desert harshness. Yet despite this, if one were to linger, they might find some very interesting cats before them. So long as they were not dubbed "cat" within their hearing.
"Soo... where are we going to go again?" The pale female, splotched by the lightest brown spots with brilliant blue eyes inquired. Her tails were held low, the tips curled and flicking about as her mind processed everything before them.
They stood on a platform of sorts, though one that would frighten most. Perhaps this is why none lingered for long. Before them, bridges of all kinds stretched to different parts of the Barrakka continent. And below these structures was the continent itself. Only if they were to descend would they know the horrors and splendors of Barrakka. However, the three were not quite ready to abandon their current position.
"To find more wild creatures, of course!" A spotted femme, an oddity in all kuhnas as her pelt was riddled with spots reminiscent of the Amur Leopard from another world. She grinned at her companion and winked. "I don't believe anyone when they say there are only two creatures native to Barrakka. Not when there are four for Lambastia."
"How nice for you. But why did you drag me along?" The third was a giant of a cat, and something of an accident. It had the body of a large feline and over the head, shoulders and down the back was metal. The blood could be seen in a sac like structure on the neck and in the hollow, tube-like tails. The tips of these swung about behind it, dangerously close to slicing through the rocks around them in it's agitation.
A: 1
M: 1
K: 6