The Rise of Mangle

= ● ● ♕ Mangle♕ ● ● =
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Death is the greatest loss in the world. Everyone sees it as a terrible tragedy that the mortal felines don't derserve. Though, if there was no death, balance wold not exist, and if balance did not exist, war would break through the chains that have trapped it for centuries, and if war breaks, more death would fall upon the treacherous world. Death is the only thing that balances nature, and. I will stop at nothing to keep that balance.
● ● ♕ FIRST SIGHT♕ ● ●
There was Yowling everywhere, blood and sweat yreaked the barren, dusty terrain, high up in a tree, a meek, young, ivory kit watched, staggering, dazed by her first sight of the world, battle... her ominous amber visionaries raced, the sounds were enough to break your eardrums in half, the meek kit ambled up to the start of the tree, clining on, she slipped, momentarily her tiny jaws sunk into the deep bark, she managed to hang on, upside down, at this point, you would realize she was.. unusual, hours passed as the battle was long over, the kit had finally let go, falling off of the colossal tree, she landed onto the battlefield, hot, and tired, she collapsed.
● ● ♕ LUCKY OR DIFFERENT? ♕ ● ●
The kit lay motionless on ragged terrain , afternoon sunlight beaming down on it. The Battle was over, and the winds had calmed greatly and bits of debris surrounded the kit. A series of convusles engulfed the kit as it spluttered a few deadly coughs of dust, the kit raised herelf to her paws, shakily half walking/ half dragging herself up the trunk of an oak. She made it a few tail lengths before collapsing in exaustion. The kit's glowing amber eyes seemed dim. She let out a few more rough coughs that caused the kit to convulse. The kit may be exausted, but she was lucky to be alive. A normal kit would of broken from the fall, or would've been killed by killed by the heat, but this kit was different.
● ● ♕ DARKNESS AWAITING♕ ● ●
She staggered to her paws, after hours passed, it was finally around midnight, she raced into an empty hollow, looking around, it was larger then her size, and frankly, that was all that mattered at the moment. she had slowly, day by day, moon by moon, turned it into her own camp to dwell in, for the remainder of her life.
● ● ♕ STRONGER ♕ ● ●
The kit had grown. She wasn't fully grown, but defiantly bigger and stronger. She was such a diminutive kit when she was younger, but she was quite large for only 7 moons old. She was tracking a mouse, her swift movements silently making her way through the forest. Her Daunting Amber fixed onto the Diminutive creature shuffling a bunch of fallen leaves. She bunched her muscular figure, effortlessly leaping, she landed a paw on the mouse, nipping its nape she killed it. Her mouth watered as a drop of the warm blood seeped into onto her tounge. She inclined her Apex to eat, until a massive weight slammed into her, sending her sprawling away. She whipped around in surprise to spot a tall tom glaring at her, hissing through gritted teeth. She growled, flexing her Elongated claws. The tom growled back, "Prey Stealer! This is my clan's territory!" He snarled, leaping at her, and she did nothing and let herself go limp, as he pinned her. The tom snickered, "How easy was that?" He put less effort into his pin, assuming she was already defeated. He then lacerated her four legs, making them appear mangled, and horrifying She kicked straight into his stomcach, sending him flipping over her. He yowled in suprise, and she ascended up, leaping onto him, she striked a set of serrated claws into his throat, swiftly tearing away the flesh, the windpipe revealing. The tom gasped in shock, and growled, "Who are you?" She narrowed her eyes, just noticing that she really didn't have a name, until a though came across her. "Mangle my name is Mangle, and you'll remember it too." She striked her claws at his throat again, this time tearing out the windpipe. She  stepped off her opponent, aware of him dying. Fresh blood stained her right paw. She suddenly was awate of how much stronger she had become. Being a loner was the best thing that ever happened to her, she has become much more skillfulled in combat, and she knew, she wouldn't stop training with him, for this could make her one of the strongest, most feared cat in the forest, and she wouldn't stop today.
● ● ♕ The encounter ♕ ● ●
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