As the wyvern ripped apart the calico cat it’s pearl white scales were dyed red by the blood.

The wyvern didn't mind it but whatever clung on its back wasn't happy about it.

(Didn't wyverns eat cleanly on Monster Hunter? What the fuck is wrong with this world! The blood is not going to wash itself.)

A clearly sentient cat was the stowaway's true identity. And for how it got there was because it was a master at ninjutsu in its previous life.

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Well, the said ninjutsu has nothing to do with blood splattery assassinations. It's actually the art of not standing out EVER and the said cat mastered it.

Anyways, the cat's white fur blended along with the bloody white scales because it also had black stripes that it blended well with the blood.

The white cat actually threw a rock to disturb the calico frozen in fear. It was unfortunate to see the poor cat die but too bad, its murderer was too busy thinking about the wyvern ride.