May 1, 2014 § Leave a comment


Timothy was born on the planet Cathurnus. As a baby her father traded her for half a bottle of scotch to a wandering drunk salesman. After a few days the salesman ran out of booze, sobered up, and realized that he had no need for a baby. Timothy was therefore left along the trail for the crows to feast upon. Her story could have ended there, but the birds had merely had time to peck out her right eye when a flock of Pantherine cats came to her rescue. She was immediately adopted by the alpha female Felina and came to be raised as a wildcat.

Always on the hunt. Moving without a sound… Then! Dashing towards the prey, a rapid leap into the air and a perfectly targeted bite to the throat and then… instant death.


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