Dimitri Smirnov stands nervously, his tail twitching as half of the Guard Regiment stood outside the Imperial Palace in neat rows and tight ranks, blocking anyone from entering. The Guard Regiment has been in revolt for a week now, what's worse is that there was a threat made against the Tsar. Dimitri is one of the Imperial Guards who sided with the Tsar, and he has been a nervous wreck, only joining out of fear. Suddenly, Dimitri heard the sounds of orders and cannons being rolled onto the square. Dimitri gasped a little as he realizes what's going to happen, he runs behind the ranks, pushing by rankers and even some fellow commanding officers, Dimitri made it in front of the Tsar and immediately got on his knees "Your Imperial Majesty! Why are there cannons in the square? This are just protesters, we can deal with them like we did the hundreds of others" Dimitri looks back at the revolting guards, seeing the cannons that were aimed and ready to fire "Please.... Your Imperial Majesty, let me give the order at least, don't let the blood be on our sovereign's hands please!"