CABELIR
KFI MILITARY HEADQUARTERS
"…did this happen?" Keleru roared as he threw the data pad across the conference room and let it shatter against the far wall. None of the twelve senior Pride leaders presently in the room wanted to speak for fear of being on the receiving end of Keleru'Puat's legendary temper. "Will none of my Military Council answer me and make me understand?"
The darker furred Kavalian near the end of the table looked around and finally stood up. As with all Kavalians he was tall and heavily built, but the years were beginning to show on his body in the gray hair that dotted his fur and the slight paunch of his midsection underneath his uniform.