[Fairytale]

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Silhouette padded into the area. He smelled cats. Lots of cats. His eyes flashed with an emotion that even he didn’t know. But he knew it wasn’t anything positive, because what came next was a wave of hunger. Not food hunger. The same hunger that’d been haunting him for moons, so many moons. He had no idea why, but he couldn’t stop it and didn’t want to stop it. He embraced it. But he’d have to control himself for now. He didn’t want a repeat of his last fight, the one with Nunya. He was still limping, but the rest of his wounds seemed to have healed. Leaving fresh scars. Marks of a defeat. It was only the second one, but something told him that he’d face more fights that ended in victory for another feline. He hissed at the thought, not attempting to hide it in any way. It was a loud, clear hiss.