Name: Clairet Variet Caree

species: Assassin-cat

Clariet is a cat who can be understood by humans. She works against the rulers and she is an assassin. Her goal is to get the rulers.She is smart, clever and cunning.

Clariet sat down, staring at the cage as it was carried by.

How stupid they are! They might as well scream, "We are trying to get you!" That princess saw us, and she is not going to keep her mouth shut!

Suddenly a splendidly wicked idea slipped in to her head. She started towards the palace, still forming her wonderfully wicked idea.

Name: Armon Senza.

Role: Rebel leader, or one of them.

The mission had not gone very well. Yes, they had gotten the boy, but they had been seen. The plan had counted on the princess not being there. He, who had organized the kidnapping, was going to get questioned about that. But having Elliot changed everything. The royalsprobably assumed he was being held for ransom. The rebels had a better plan than that; one which would destroy the monarchy from within.

Name: Wyolanna Shiree (or Wyoli)

          She was just outside the gates when it happened. The rebels came and took the prince. Wyoli wasn't seen. She never was.  It bothered her sometimes, but not usually. Because she could help. She used it to her advantage.

       Wyolanna Shiree was not a normal person. She changed. Her parents had abandoned her. That day, she had changed for the first time. She was sitting in the forest when she saw a small bird. It spoke to her. This was normal. Birds always spoke to her. But then she felt an urge to be one of them, to fly freely. And she did. She turned into one of them. When her parents saw her, they shrieked in fear, and, thinking she was an evil spirit, had fled. Now Wyoli did what she could to help people. She changed into a bird and spied, and the other birds helped her to act the way birds do. But at night she became human again. The birds still trusted her, though. They knew her.

   She followed the men, chirping at times to make her seem normal. They took the prince to an old shack. Inside, she was silent. No one must know she was here.

    They tied the prince to a chair in the cellar. They yelled at him when he cried out, and eventually all he did was whimper. Then the men left. This was Wyoli's chance. She transformed into a human. The boy looked on with wide eyes. Wyoli untied him, and he stared at her. "Y-you must be a spirit," he said softly. Wyoli smiled grimly. "No. But I am different. Now go!"  The prince ran away. Wyoli, her work done, flitted out through a hole in the roof.

Aalisha- Spy for the rival Andelan empire, plans to annaihilate (sp.?) the royal family and the country. Name of country?

Aalisha smiled at the princess, while inwardly cursing her fate with every ill-wish she knew. That pretty, snobby girl. Her parents had given the order that had killed Aalisha's older brother, the only person she had loved and trusted. Watching Princess- what was it?-Princess Violette Rosetta Penelope Lawrence skip about with a squadron of soldiers tracing her every move to make sure she stayed out of trouble was just too much. Aalisha ground her teeth and hissed softly, air whistling past her teeth. This rats warren of a country was so close to collapse, it would come crashing down with a tiny prod in just the right places. And then the Emperor would sweep in with his troops and claim this wretched land for Andel. Those pitiful rebels might put up a bit of a fight, but the emperor's troops would sweep them aside like butterflies. All it would take was a few prods in the right places. That was why they had sent her. She knew where those places were, she knew how to get to them, and she had just enough hatred and hunger for revenge to fuel her. The smile on her face became a true one. They would get what they deserved, these royal murderers. She would give it to them, for the emperor, for the Andelan empire, and for Caden. For her brother.

((Whoa... creepy... I know someone named Elliot - and he has a brother named Lawrence! Sorry, just had to comment on that.))

Clariet was silent. People stepped through the hallways, their feet pounding the ground. When the hallway was a little less crowded, she sped through. Clariet knew the princess would be guarded. That was where Clariet's plan would come in. She would be a pitiful, mewling kitty and the princess would see her. The princess would hug her and smile.

Clariet would be smiling, too.

But for a different reason.