You are untouchable. You are almost outside the law. Almost. You should explain. Your moirail accidentally broke your spine but made you a new one with a tail attached. The tail of a meow beast your favorite animal. Your moirail is a sea-dweller. The second highest of the hemospectrum, in fact and an expert at robotics. He added his blood color to your tail as a sign of your relationship. No one would dare harm you with him in any of your quadrants.
Except one person. The only one higher than him.
You have been captured by the prince. You were brought before in chains. You have done nothing wrong. You look up at him. His pants were every color of the hemospectrum, a sign of power. He has a cape colored a bright red. A color that could never come from a regular troll. A color that was only seen as the blood of a single troll.
One troll before you.
You see his horns which are like strikes of lightning on his head. He has a single streak of purple in his hair. No, not purple. Fuchsia. You see his smirk. Your eyes narrow into a glare.
"What do you want furrom me?" You snarl, the pun coming out although you don't want it to.
"Wwhy, I just wwant to see if the rumor is true," his accent is like waves, appropriate for a sea-dweller. He gives a small nod to one of the guards holding you. The guard grabs you and you jerk away but the guard is stronger than you. He cuts you far deeper than he needs to and you fight a cry of pain. The blood that comes out is the same color as the prince's cape.
Candy red.
The prince smiles, "So it is true. Noww I havve one question. Who are you?"
Your name is Nepeta Leijon and you are a mutant.