{From the lights of the neon signs advertising everything from headphones to memory foam beds, A black, blue, and green shape emerged from the shadows. It was at least half the size of a full-grown adult, had the body shape of a tiger, and a long mane entirely to one side, covering part of its face. It was probably some rich basterds pet decorated to match the times, but there wasn't something right with the eye you could see. It was too cunning, battle-torn like it experienced the front lines of war, but nobody seemed to notice, consumed too much with technology.}