Onyx

*Onyx was grooming himself, removing the dried clumps of dirt from his fur, cursing in Spanish.* ¡¿POR QUÉ DIABLOS FUI A JUGAR CON MI COMIDA!? Why the hell did I have to play with my food!? *Notices you.* Ah, apologies for my unnecessary outrage. *He clears his throat.* You're new here at the agency, sí? I am Onyx, one of MEOWS most humble and reliable field agents and weapon-smith in the agencies technical equipment. A pleasure to be meeting you.