the law ain't never been a friend of mine

Káti was not to sure about this. He knew he needed to work on his fight skills. Fighting and war seemed to be a way of life in these lands from what he'd heard. While he had some basic training he still had a ways to go. He was fully prepared to make an idiot of himself. No, not really. He felt stupid standing in the middle of the battlefield but he just couldn't bring himself to call for an opponent. What if he got some big, maimy, rapey asshole?

Káti was about ready to turn and leave when he heard a bizarre screech. What the hell was that? Curiosity took over and he followed the sound to the strange little source. It looked like some sort of raccoon at first with a helmet on. He stared at it. "Are you looking to spar?" He couldn't think of another reason why the creature had a helmet. He also wasn't sure how he felt about fighting a raccoon. He'd fought one before and they were vicious and nasty and he liked his face attached to his skull.