“He’s gone. They’re all gone. I don’t know who took them, or for what reason. All I know is that when I find this monster, I will end it.” Shouted Rackle with dark intent. “We need to split up. And fast.” Then the I said: “But dad I think they will wait for us.” Without any telling where my father went, I had to take matters into my own hands. I had to be completely discreet so I changed my name to Bern and made my way to Pima, the place where my ear was cut off. “Look here it’s a one ear! I bet he can’t hear me!” all the citizens made a mockery of me, not that it’s new. Finally I reached the Milk Bar as I was thirsty as ever. It was the perfect time to go there. It was mid-meowspring and the almonds have just finished growing. But again, everyone mocked me for being a one-ear cat. All but one. Another one. They were being mocked too so I ordered some milk which the Milkcat made me pay extra for because of me ‘being a disappointment to the great city of Pima’. After the other one ear had finished I approached him. “Hey. What’s your name.” I whispered. “Please I don’t want to get robbed today.” He said before seeing I was a one ear too. “Oh. Happens often to me that’s why I thought you were just another citizen. When are you getting exiled?” I whispered as quietly as I could, “That’s the thing, I already am. Now wanna leave this place already?” I came back to this city for a drink, left with another cat. “So, what did you get your ear cut off for?” The timid cat asked me. “Well, the grand tower’s burning was falsely blamed on my father who is now searching for the culprit. And yours?” The timid cat rolled up their sleeve to show instead of flesh and skin, their arm was made of metal. “I was born this way, I was hidden away until they found me. Then they believed that I was a useless lower-class who couldn’t even be of use. By the way, my name is Narko, which in ancient Piman meant greatness. I don’t think I deserve it though.” I was deeply saddened by his story, a tragic one. “My name is Bern. I’m not from Pima and my name has no meaning.” I might have not been from Pima, but my true name -Rackle- that meant Peace. “So, do you know what the robo-cat says?” Narko asked with a grin on their concealed face, “SYSTEMS-PURRLOADING! You know cause it’s like systems reloading but with a purr?” After we had reached a place where the Piman government couldn’t see us, we let our guard lower (not completely down because we’re not carefree) and started really talking. “Doesn’t it feel lonely all by yourself? I mean I was always mocked by people before the cutting of my ear but I couldn’t imagine being forced to not be in society.” I said in a soft voice to not hurt their feelings. Narko unveiled their hood to show that she was a girl. “Well it’s not like I’ve known anything else! I feel like there is nothing that is good about being hid away but I had family who loved me. Had, because they were all assassinated by spies looking for a cheap buck. I tried to hide and if you didn’t find me and save me, well those spies would’ve gotten to me first.” We were ready to go to another city, although we had no idea where we were, or how we can find another city. We were stranded and alone with the world strongest and most corrupted government looking for us. “Well, I better bid you farewell, Narko. This was quite an interesting encounter, but I have to look for my father and I don’t want anyone to be hurt other than myself.” I had kindly told her to leave but she insisted on staying. “Seven paws -and a metal paw- is better than four, I can’t let you go without me, I mean you have saved my life. I can’t have not returning the favour!” She was no longer timid, she was bold. “Fine, you can stay but just be clear I’m only letting you because you asked. Now, are you good with geography?”
The person you see here is Rackle jr. (now known as Bern)
