Topic: Catamount

Ander Northlander

Date: 2012-06-08 09:25 EST
A young woman run into the main building of the watch her clothes and hair in a state of major disarray she was nearly out of breath as she reached the shift officers desk, he quickly called for someone to bring her a seat and something warm to drink as he moved to in front of the desk "miss are you hurt tell me what happened."

After sipping the tea she had been brought she relayed the events that brought her there, "I was walking home from doing some late shopping in the market place, I was was running late so I decided to cut through one of the alley ways, I know it was a stupid thing to do, I was nearly half way through when a man stepped in front of me, he had been drinking I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He grabbed me by the arm nearly ripping my dress and started to run his free hand through my hair,

then he leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear," you're a pretty one how about you and I have some fun, I tried to pull away as I yelled no leave me alone."

"No street b_tch refuses me. And he gave me a hard shove onto some bags of trash on the ground "that's when I heard it'

"Heard what." the officer said.

"A loud low growl then a cat back as midnight leaped from above, the cat was enormous, even bigger than the cats that travel with the people on those flying things."

"Did the cat hurt you?"

"No just the opposite it stood with its back to me and seemed to be protecting me then the man drew a knife and waved it in front of the cat taughting it and the cat stepped toward him growling the man backed up and so did the cat and I hear a low deep growl from above and into space between them leaped another man at least I think it was a man he was dressed in black from head to toe even a hooded mask over his face. The hooded man spoke his voice human but like a growl of a big cat at the same time.

"The lady said no and told you to leave her alone."

The man who was attacking me replied 'stay out of this freak" and pushed the knife toward him.

"Have it your way then, the hooded man drew four knives and held them in one hand in a single move he drew the four blades across the other man's shirt shredding the front, thinking about it know it looked like claw marks, as the two of them fought I slipped away and ran here." A loud bang at the main door followed by a loud deep growl drew everyone's attention when the door was opened a man low across the top step

"That's him, that's the man who attacked me.? Not only was there what looked like claw cuts across the front of this shirt as the woman had described but also across both arms and one leg. The man was shaking as if struck by lightning. A note was pinned to what was left of his shirt with a spiked throwing disc printed in simple scriped was the message A gift for the watch and it was signed Catamount.

Ander Northlander

Date: 2012-06-09 21:53 EST
As was the way of the feline Catamount would hunt and leave a "gift' at the watch building, but it was not birds nor creatures of the field that were left as "gifts" but it was the workers of crime, that after a bang of the door and a low deep growl, would be found on the steps clothes raked as if by claws and shaking as if struck by lightning. Eight times "gifts" were left in half that many nights, with each a similar note to the first, and after they had recovered they told a similar tale.

as they were about to commit their crime a growl would be heard above and behind their victim, then a cat as big as a plow house would leap between them forcing the criminal backward away from his intended victim, then backing up itself to better protect the person behind them. A sound behind and over the criminal that was described a cross between the growl of a big cat and the war cry of a man matched the path of another, that some called were panther others demon, and other had no idea what it was, as it leaped it to the space between turning in midair to land facing them all told of its eyes glowing the yellow green of an angry cat, from atop of clinched fist emerged four claws as long and sharp as daggers, it, he fights with the skill of a man but the style of a cat shredding clothes and going deep enough to break the skin not deep enough to cause serious injury but so as to leave a reminder of the battle in the form of a future scar, when the criminal had been defeated and was expecting the death blow the other retracted its claws and pointed its arm toward them sending out a bolt of energy from his hand that temporarily paralyzed them. They were them draped over the big cats back and carried some said in leaps others by flight to the watch building after a final message of "if we meet again I will not be so easy on you? the gift note was attacked to what remained of their clothing and after growl and hard knock on the door and before it was opened the cat and the other were gone back into the night.