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Loelia came from spies and healers and traitors who brought societies on their knees. A lineage of people born with the one common thought that they were right and everyone else who thought otherwise was wrong. But Loelia never matched the picture image of strength and stealth, instead her breath was faint and fur was spotty. She didn't capture the picturesque image of her mother in her prime, but closer to her mothers corpse. Her black fur was coarse possessing a brittle, fragile hay like texture that felt easy to snap off in her paw. An unappealing she-cat with a figure that could be considered model worthy if not for the fact that her back legs held unsteadily behind her. Attached to her back legs were braces with long gossamer like strings that clung to her front legs, allowing her paralyzed back legs to mirror their movements like marionette puppets.
Moving forward into the greener lands of the league she resembled a fawn from her stumbling timid steps. Sucking in a breath her violet gaze swept over the mossy forest floor. Everyone else saw loose gnarled roots, rocks, and uneven terrains. For Loelia she had to spot out every hazard, every trip she could take, a normal walk was an obstacle course for her. Launching forward Loelia ducked under the tree roots, rather than leaping or climbing them. Her paws stumbled the entire way, but her speed was never hindered. Speeding forward she kept control of her back legs by choosing paths that her movements could mirror without slip up. Most cats had control of moving their back legs in a different direction than the front, but for Loelia it wasn't an option. There was only one last obstacle, climbing over the rocky slope. She couldn't climb, but because it was a slope it was more possible for her to get up.
Innocentia, the punishment district proxy sat close by. Loelia had at one point been a member of Primal Instinct, but Funk E'tan had given her up to DayClan, for what she had assumed had been a mercy. Back then the she-cat was just dragging herself around, it wouldn't be long before the league would have to get rid of her. Even with the improvements, they weren't enough, Loelia had to be taught to stay out of their territory.
"Altair-kun, for your first special mission I'd like you to disrupt the rocks. Trap her, scare her, hurt her if that's what you have to do, and once she seems good and fearful you will let her go. Just teach her to stay out of Primal Instinct, understood?" Innocentia asked him.