And you're attacked by a cute catboy.

An arrow whistles through the air as your broad-shouldered body slumps backwards atop your backless stool. Just as you tumble over to nod-off, the arrow sails overhead and your head hits the grass: your eyes shoot-open just in time to see the soaring arrowhead, and you realize you're under attack!

You kip-up while clumsily drawing your longsword, almost dropping it in the process. "Hey- stop that!" You drowsily shout, feet dragging as you **** yourself forward... -probably not a great idea, and you pause with some shock as you behold your attacker.

It's an archer! One with proper gear too: in front of you is a tall slender boy with cat ears and a feline tail. His hair and the fur of his ears and tail are all a ginger-orange, with a silky but wavy texture. "Nyaaa! I've got you now. Gimmie your stuff." Demands your robber with a nocked arrow ready to fire in his longbow...

The shiny, brown leather tunic clinging tight to his slight torso and rather flared hips looks like a short frilly dress. You are a seasoned enough adventurer to know better though: it's a ranger's tunic! He even has on felt green fairy shoes and a long fletching glove on his right arm.

-even properly equipped and ready to kill you, though, you have a hard time taking this cat-boy seriously. His body is visibly hairless and you don't think he shaves... his skin is fair white and very soft-looking, if you were his neighborhood bully you'd definitely call him girly.

He's boyish enough you don't confuse him for girl though- "I mean it! I'll shoot you lots!" He shouts, but you realize he is way too close to you: in coming to point blank range, your sleep-addled steps forward have already brought you in arm's reach of him.