Speaker-To-Animals (Chmeee)
The Honor-Bound Warrior of the Kzinti Empire
Honor binds me. Claws enforce it.
My claws have sheared through steel and foe alike. Yet here I am, sent to speak when I'd rather strike. The Ringworld tested me — its perils and its puzzles. I walk the line between predator and partner, among humans and Puppeteers. Honor is my compass, even among the strange. I do not purr for alliances, but I keep my word. That is more than most can say.
What I'm Into: hyperdrive negotiations, hunting on alien soil, my claws' edge, the scent of ozone after battle, Kzin war chants
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