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[Kunabee]

Camira

I was a master at mystery. And annoyance. Grooming myself here, sheltering under a den. The den of a higher-up. Well, everyone was higher-up. Just not everyone had their own den.
I didn't particularly care who. Worse comes to worse, I'd just run off with a yowl. A very loud yowl. And then disappear somewhere, hiding from the rain.
And no-bo-dy would ca-aa-are!
That was the beauty of this place. Everyone was crazy. Loony. Short a few whiskers. It was perfect, for me. I had them all wrapped around my paws.
And th-they had no i-id-ea-ea!
Of course, I could predict their reactions and behaviors, but that was the problem with predicting how insane ones would act. You never knew!
Speaking of. I was talking to myself too much. I licked delicately at my paw and rubbed it over my face. Hush, Camira. Save your mewling to be audible at someone.
Never to be understood. That was the life.
From place to place I'd go, lead on - lead on! And nobody would understand my words unless I wanted them to. If Ende had enemies at our door, I'd warn them first.
Nobody notices a small black cat.
I was a master at shadows.
Mystery.
Annoyance.
Hehehehe.

Man, I loved this place.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

My lip pulled back in the darkness of night, or day--hell if I knew anymore. The very sight of the house cat annoyed me to no end. Maybe I had grown more tolerant with time, but a cat like Camira would never be in my ‘play nice’ folder. She was a house cat, she had the ability to be loved by the Murder Apes rather than hunted. If the Murder Apes came to kill of Ende, they wouldn’t kill her. They would take her in a cage and try to retrain her to be a nice little cat. We didn’t have that option. Why Symphony Bava’ was such a fool as to not just have us eat this little flea was beyond me. Nothing about her appealed to me. She didn’t belong here--she wasn’t part of our family.

Because that was what Ende was to me, my family. But damn it all if I was going to let some silly little pet be part of my fondness.

I approached the cat with disinterest, bordering annoyance on my expression. “Haus Katzen.” I spat it in a rough tone at the girl, tail swaying behind me as I sat in front of her, my skull towering a great heigh above her’s. I flicked bored, agitated eyes over her twilight form, her eyes being the only thing truly visible since the sun had set its final time. The woman had the advantage with her pelt, but if she got caught by an enemy someone would have to try and help her. There were very few felines she’d have a chance in a spar against, and I hated the thought someone I cared about would get hurt helping this unworthy feline--knowing that my loyalty to Symphony Bava’ would demand I be willing to die for a house cat. “You should run off to your Murder Apes, Haus Katzen. Ende needs no burdens.” My tone was rough, words tilting with the germanic accent. I had had enough of this nonsense of her being here. I would be scolded if I sent her away, but Symphony Bava’ would pick himself up pretty quickly. He always did.

The dark thoughts in my head were not dismissed, but I did not speak them--this woman had to die, not go back to her home; she knew too many of Ende’s secrets.

OOC//: Thar we go, a crappy Annora post for das Kunabee Tiger.

[Kunabee]

Camira

Oh, the hateful one. There goes my mood. Clearly I need to smell the dens before I hide in them. I prepared myself to move, but then I froze at what she said. I left her den and stared at her. My tail twitched - the flash of white that gave away my presence.
"Burden?" I cried in frustration, my accent different yet just as thick as hers. I can take care of myself. "Shot too!"
I had been shot at, actually. I don't live with people who would dare to coddle me. That's why I liked Ende. I was treated well, appreciated, and still a bit spoiled - yet I was allowed to wander off, care for myself. Be a cat, in every meaning of the word!
I looked darkly at her, my eyes a piercing wideness. My expression turned neutral, empty, unaccepting. A cold wall, impenetrable unless I wanted it to be.
"Want no saving, if stupid enough to get caught," I murmured in irritation. Yes, and I would tell that to Symphony 'Bava if I was in a battle! Of course I typically hang back. I could fight an ocelot, maybe, but was no use against a cat any bigger. And I knew it.
I was a spy of sorts, an information gatherer. I wasn't a fighter. I wasn't going to get caught.
Call me cocky, but I've never been caught before, and I'd been spying-sort-of for my whole life.
And if I did get caught, I wouldn't want another to risk their neck for me. Not unless they knew they'd win.
And, tail twitching, I sat in the rain - humiliating! - and stared at my superior.

((wooc;; having always played Camira in third person, it is a strange experience to play her in first xD))

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I let the girl talk, patient to even those I had no respect for. Besides, I'd be lying if I didn't admit to giving the feline her credit as a spy. I didn't hate her as much as I let the world believe, but fear for loved ones was strong enough to make even an honest girl lie--especially when caring for others was such a new development. I had grown up thinking I could only worry over my own hide, but training children had opened me up to a world of protecting those around me. Though I had been disappointed in Ackecheta for being overpowered by the liger cubs, there had been concern to. If Symphony Bava' had not called for our retreat, I would have stepped into the young lion's battle and swatted away one of the flies. Even being as loyal to my Fuhrer as I was, I had looked over my shoulder towards the fighting child with concern before melting away into the forest covering. Even now I listened for word of my little Alpha boy and his mate, keeping tabs on how they were doing now that Ezhno was gone.

But I digress--I shifted in the rain, letting the water roll off my back, as my eyes followed the smaller feline. She was noble, I could give her that, too. I hated that she made it so hard to despise her. There were several traits of her personality that I did not like, and I disapproved of her breed, but as a soldier I rather liked her. Quick on her feet and clever, she could move into the center of a rival camp. I would go as far as to say she was almost as good a spy as dear Montego. The thought of the servil woke aggression back into me, forcing my teeth to bare ever so slightly. The woman had been trespassed against and I suspected she had been burdened with something more than memories. I set my ears back before turning attention back to the small emerald orbs.

"What you fail to begreifen--" I paused and thought a moment, "comprehend, is our Fuhrer would allow no such thing. Ende is his Familie, and he expects us all to die for eachother." I eyed her cautiously, spite gone but gaze narrowed in guarded thought. "You are good at what you do, but stealth can only take you so far. One day you will get caught and one of this Familie will move to help you, no matter the risk." The roughness of my accent softened at the end as my stern expression shifted to the side, avoiding eye contact. I had shown how I had grown, but this was the first time I had put my new found concern and compassion to words. And to the house cat, no less! "No that I care one way or another. Annora liebt niemanden--loves no one. I just hate Hauskatzen."

If the english word 'hate' means 'don't want to care about a', and 'Hauskatzen' means 'someone who is too small for most dangers and might get those I love killed'.

[Kunabee]

Camira

Oh dear Bastet, if she was going to play that game -- And anyway, I did comprehend. I did comprehend that someone would be at risk if I got caught. Which was why it could never, would never, happen.
"Begreifen well enough, tell leader if must," was my response, quickly using the German word that apparently met comprehend - or what I gathered from her mistaken slip.
We seemed to both be in the same sort of boat. I found myself amused by it. Her German interfered with her English - I could barely make myself understood to the big cats.
Or so I played at.
But we both had our issues that prevented us from being fully understood. My tail twitched and I nodded at her in deference. Yes, me, deferring to someone called 'superior' in this militarist pride - I'd never done it before. Never allowed someone to win an argument. But, I saw it. Saw it once - she cared.
"This Hauskatzen has long story," I told her, "Have many tricks." I tilted my head, flicking my ears. More to say. More to say.
"Need not worry. Safe."
I didn't specify whether it was myself or her secret - of caring, perhaps not for me, but for others in this family - that was safe. But it was both of them. And the others here were safe as well.
I'd be damned if I'd drag anyone down with me. I hadn't yet and I never planned to. My thoughts turned to Montego.
One of Ende's own. I knew that Symphony 'Bava had raped Noelle - that much was obvious. But I thought we were invincible. 'We' - yes, all of Ende! Safe from death and heinous acts!
But that was never the case, was it? I was too damn small to protect anyone. I was a spy but spies don't protect others - just themselves. Spies don't get saved, either.
I stood, gazing up at Annora. Wondering.
"What strange place," I said quietly, fed up with the rain and hiding back in the den. Sorry, but I was wet and I hate being wet. Not like I was going to say that aloud. I'd done enough bowing down for the day.