Before us is a menacing black dragon cat stalking through the deserted streets of the French Quarter. Its sinuous body is coiled with tension, ready to strike, as it unleashes its breath weapon in a raging blast of fire. The bright flames light up the dark and empty streets, illuminating the towering buildings and empty doorways. The dragon cat's gaze is fixed on an unseen target, its intent unknown. The silence of the deserted street is broken only by the roar of the dragon cat's fire and the sound of its sharp claws clicking against the cobblestone pavement. Despite the emptiness of the surroundings, the dragon cat radiates a powerful energy, making it clear that it is the ruler of this abandoned domain.