The Dreaded Cata Nines

Cata Nines, those who dare trail the seas would always keep a keen watch out lest they should feel the sting of her swift and strong Black Whip.

From the stories told she was feline women about 5'6" in height her fur was a caramel brown with a slight black singe here and there from gunpowder and fire. She would wear a long green bucc coat tattered and ripped in many places, a white frilled shirt the left sleeve ripped off, a green mini skirt with a red sash around her waist, she wore green and clear stripped stockings up her legs with boots on her feet, she was always armed whether it be daggers in her boots, saber sheathed at side, or a pistol at her sash.

She enjoyed traveling through the dark and misty sections of the seas to hunt for straggling merchant vessels or perhaps even full navy ones. Also loves spending time in the local port taverns drinking ale and enjoying a good bed with a good man ...or woman for that matter. She also cared little for who she bedded...but for her crew, due to her unspeakable past she trusted her life to females alone.