A knight and her kitten.

Story by lil_futa_Kimberly

Based on the concept of our RP, this is the true story of Lady Kimberly Delecrux and her cat girl lover Kitayanna the Sorceress in training. I will be using the pics I take from the game 3Dgirl found in the Games section to add a bit of life to this story. Feel free to let me know what you all think of it. The first post introduces Kimberly and gives you some insight into her past. I'm always open to opinions and keep the critisim constructive, please.

Characters:

Name: Kimberly Delecrux

Age: 22

Gender: Futanari

Height: 5'6"

Appearance: (see below)

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Bio: A strong young futa who has spent her life studying the blade. She wears the golden armor of her mother who was once a great knight of Ransteel. She admired her and wanted to be just like her when she grew up. The day she received the news of her mother's death changed her life forever. She had never met her father, so she had to learn to live on her own. She took her mother's armor and joined the military academy in Kreston, the capitol city of Ransteel to become a knight like her mother. She follows her mother's path of virtue and helps the less fortunate wherever she can.

Name: Kitayanna

Age: 16.

Gender: Futanari.

Height: 5'8".

Appearance:

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Bio:

A strong fun-loving, young futa who studied magic and scorcery since she could read. She wields a steel katana with a deep, violet cats eye stone embedded in the hilt that was given to her since the day she was conceived. It is the only clue to her past and her family. Driven by her insatiable curiosity, she began roaming the kingdoms to find out her past and become a more powerful sorceress, never knowing that her life would change forever with just a simple smile.

A time of change, a era of uncertainty. The world had seen many new things over the past few years. Magic had been a commonplace once only a few generations ago. Many still practice its ancient mysteries, but today, more are taught in the ways of technology. The world had been on the brink of civil war. Two nations, Aliran, the Land of the Magi, to the north and it's sister nation, Ransteel the Land of Discovery to the south.

Aliran sticks to the old ways of magic and sorcery, seeing the abuse of magic to power ghastly machines it's seen as beyond blasphemy to them.

Ransteel has always been a progressive nation, one of scholars and scientists, always looking for the best way to improve life and make things easier.

But the story being told here isn't about politics and struggles for power, this story is about two young lovers, finding a place in this troubled world. A young warrior with blade in hand and young cat-girl sorceress doing what they can to simply live life as best they can.

“No! It's not true!” the small blond girl cries as she beats on the stomach of the soldier's chestplate. “She's not dead!”

The knight kneels down to look her in the eye. “I'm sorry Kimmy, but it's true. She died saving the rest of us from an ambush of Aliran rogues.” He motions to the knight behind him. He kneels down and lays a set of golden armor next to the small girl. She sniffs as her eyes well up with tears. She slowly reaches down, running her hand across the pile of armor before she wraps her arms around it and erupts into tears.

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“Mother!” She cries as tears fall from her eyes. The two knights sigh, unsure of what to do for the girl. They swallow hard, holding back their own tears. Kathryne Delecrux had been a great knight. They all missed her and now, her daughter was an orphan. Kimberly sniffs one last time and looks back at the knights. “Train me,” she says plainly as she wipes away her tears. The two knights look at each other. “I want to be a knight like she was. Please!” Kimberly stares up at the knights as the light brightens. She feels confused before she blinks and rubs her eyes.

It was a dream. The same dream she'd had for years every time she thinks about her mother. She yawns as she sits up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She looks over of the gold armor sitting neatly on the chair by the bed. Her mother was her hero, and to this day she still missed her. That had been ten years ago almost to the day. Kimberly had returned to the capitol to pay her respects like she did every year. As she slowly rises from her bed, she hears a light knock on the door to her room.

“Lady Delecrux? Are you awake?” a mans voice from the other side of the door asks.

“I am, I just rose. Is breakfast nearly ready?” she asks, pulling the tangles from her long blond hair.

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“Yes milady. I was sent to wake you,” the voice answers.

“Very well then, I'll be down once I get dressed,” Kimberly responds as

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