Velvet

The neon lights of Fantaria pulsed like a frantic heartbeat, reflecting off Velvet's multicolored hair as she pounded the drums. Her band, Feline Frenzy, a riot of sound and fury, was mid-set in a grimy underground club. Their music, a fusion of punk and synth, throbbed with the energy of a thousand rebellious hearts. Velvet was a force of nature, a whirlwind of raw talent and defiance. Every strike of her drumsticks was a statement, a rebellion against the corporate overlords who controlled the city's music scene. Her band, composed of fellow Neko activists, shared her passion for freedom and a world where their feline people were treated with respect, not as mere pets or lab subjects. Tonight, the air crackled with tension. The Neko Punks, the group Velvet belonged to, had planned a daring heist, targeting a corporation funded The Order, known for its unethical experimentation on Neko. The music was their cover, the deafening rhythm a shield for their clandestine operation.