Role

Chapter 1

Comming from a litter of five kittens, birthed by a male fela and an exceptionally large tabby cat,
Qinsa had never known his father that left, and grew wild, and untaught of language or morality by his
mother. In short, Qinsa was a stray, that when he became of age like the others of his family, he was
sent away from his mothers territory to find or make his own. Due to this, qinsa has always been a bit uncivilized,
and always bearing preference for being on all fours. He learned to hunt in stealth and shadows like his mother
kitten (assassin, but no assassinate) and was well adept before looking for a place to claim, but there was
nothing, nothing in this world that attracted him. Roads smelled of feet and was empty. Not enough life and activity
to captivate him in the plains. Too much rocks on the mountains, too much water in any places of water, and
too much life and activity in the woods. Qinsa simply roamed, hunted, and kept moving on, until he found the city of Galadon.
There was life, but not too much. There was an assortment of scents from food to bodies to children, though
those had smells usually mixed with bad scents to him, he found a place he enjoyed. It captivated him in a perfect harmony
of life, sound, movement and pleasure. He wanted galadon, and he wanted it as his.

He sprayed everything to give his scent, even to random passing guards. They were all his! They would be all his!
Several tried to kick him, but sightings of his claws made them think better. They would learn who owned this place if they
couldnt tell already! This was the thoughts of Qinsa Rhee, wild assassin, and at the time was his only goal.

The cat had sprayed the pots and pans,
and even sprayed the little boys hands!
He made a mess upon the floor,
and put his scent upon the doors!
It did not matter where he roamed,
His spray, for all, like gold was shown!
And then the park, he sprayed the vines,
And thought to self, "It all is mines!"
Bad Cat, by Qinsa Rhee.