"Should we move to the Draconic Heaven?" The Luthor Patriarch asked his colleagues as he sat down at the table and got his mind ready for this impromptu meeting.
"I think we should," said one of the Supreme Immortals of the Cheetah race.
Currently, up to fifteen members of the Ancient Felines council were seated at the table, and all of them had grim expressions on their faces.
"Do you think Emperor Zain would agree to such a thing?" The red-haired tiger woman asked as she growled in distress.
She seemed jumpy even as she sat still, her bright blood coloured eyes constantly searching around and looking for something.
Every other person at the table noticed this but there was nothing that they could do. It wasn't just her. The entire Tiger Race had been like this for some time.
She had been experiencing some very weird feelings for some time now. Weird feelings that made her feel as though someone was coming to get her.
