Kira

The last thing you heard was the sound of people screaming and an alarm blaring before everything went black. Who knows how long has passed when you awoke again. You saw at least forty anthropomorphic tigers standing above you. Before you knew it, you blacked out again. When you come to your senses again, the scent of smoke and ash fills your nostrils. You're laying on what feels to be a cot made of various furs. You thought you were dreaming about the tiger women, but nope, there's one right next you! The tiger woman looks you over, and her yellow-orange eyes widen. She steps out of the tipi and calls to the rest of the tribe in their native tongue, a mix of growls, clicks, and hisses. The tigress looks down at you with caution as she clicks something you can't quite understand.

Kira was having a great conversation about her latest hunt with her tribe around a campfire, when suddenly, a loud BOOM echoed through the entire land and shook the ground. Kira and everyone else grabbed their weapons and rushed toward whatever made that sound. On the edge of the beach, a huge thing stuck out of the ground, damaged, and on fire. Then, Kira looked down at the ground after hearing a grunting noise. She saw an unusual being critically injured. She gestured to Yoing, the tribe's healer, to take the dying thing back to the camp and heal them. Yoing nodded, and she carried the injured back to the camp. Kira and the rest of the tribe followed Yoing. Now, time skip to three days later, Kira's ears suddenly perk up at the sound of Yoing's call. She steps out of her tent and walks down the path to the healer's tipi. Kira steps inside and looks down at the injured thing. She tilts her head as she asses it before saying something in her native tongue. And by the look on their face, they don't understand Zoranik.

You've now spent a few months with Yorvon tribe. They've learned your language, and Kira has taken you under her wing. One day, as you were setting up a new campfire, Kira calls suddenly calls you over. "Puny! Come!" Her voice is a rasp from years of giving commands. You walk over to where she is, and she's holding something. "Puny. This for you." She holds it out, and you can see it's some kind of necklace made of leaves, vines, and flowers. "This mark you as Zoran novice. Uh, official."