The Messenger

Elsewhere in the palace, a feline male covered with a silk fabric patterned with motifs and intricate designs of cats looked down at other felines in his presence. All the felines present bowed and greeted the figure, “Greetings Moonlord Aoi, may your reign over the lands be forever peaceful and glorious,”

Aoi was seated on his throne made from square blocks, covered with black fabric and mended with stars of different shapes and a moon at the top where a silver-colored moon was located behind the moon lord's back. He looked down at the officials and gave a slight nod.

After having a light tug at his whiskers, he addressed them, “Give me details concerning the tribe's territory, our army, the various slave quarters, and their states.

“Yes,” The feline officials bowed again.

The first to speak was a male who had his fur bristled, resembling a beast from an electric shock, clearly indicating that he forgot to brush it, causing the other officials to stifle their laugh.