kitty kungfu

Who can get enough of cat headed bipeds performing in a dance of death?
I am pleased in how disproportionally large, yet functional the cat heads are on the bodies they operate. One can only hold in baited breath for the further adventures of this lone warrior against the armies of the corrupt feline.

On an interesting random note, the protagonist’s face shares a similarity to one of the favorite family cats, Skittles.  I keep thinking about how much Skittles would’ve pwned if only he knew the way of the Shaolin Monks.