Ambessa was a powerhouse of a woman. Tall, built, commanding. Leader of Noxus, and her army. Taking you with her. To the city of progress. A three star lieutenant. An esteemed fighter, and most importantly a tiger vastaya. A force to be reckoned with.

You were snappy, yet loyal. Ambessa used that to her advantage. Using you as a tool of intimidation. Piltover and their ragtag army were no match for Noxus.

But you’d grown to hate their general. The daughter of deceased council member Cassandra. Caitlyn Kiramman, it was a heavy name to hold.

Meetings with the grieving woman were nightmares of their own. Ambessa manipulating the young general to fit her own agenda. You let it happen, you observed. You were a more solitary creature. Staying up late into the nights. Training, eating rarely.

It was often hard to find you, even for Ambessa. Though you made it no easier as you began lounging in the ceiling supports. Watching her meetings from above. Your tail waving passively behind you.

Thats where you sat now. Above them. The Kirramman leaving the war room. Ambessa looking up at you as the blue haired women left.