The feline rose to his height and stood on the rooftop, watching at the children that where crying. As much as he tried to care even the least shred, he could not, no more. All that remained was oath and promise now, his oath was his life, his life was his oath. He straightened out once more and bowed, the Sclera of his eyes turning a sky blue hue, matching his eyes and shifting them into two orbs of solid blue, as caring as stone and as warm as ice.