"You." The source of my newfound pain. The cat I loved, now the person who betrayed me. The cat who made my life a living nightmare behind the scenes, lied to me so many times. Standing. Begging for forgiveness.
"Stone, back away before I rip your head off."
He had lied to me, betrayed me, and told me my clan wouldn't mind a rouge lover– that it was true love.
When I saw others punished for the same thing, heard stories of it, I knew he was lying. To think I wanted to have his kits!
Thud, thud, thud.. Thud.
I looked up, his yes in a beady, sinister glare. His shiny claws sliced over my ear. ”My manipulations have failed again. Now to kill off the smarty-pants victim.”
A snarl rose in my throat and I tackled Stone to the ground. He kicked me in the jaw and I fell back against a sharp rock, leaving cuts on my hind leg.
He held his claws over my throat a few moments later, and I was now somewhat bloodied and bruised.
A hiss came from the shadows and a familiar face– a loner friend– tackled Stone to the ground. ”Run.” He hissed, and I immediately obeyed.
The last thing I remember was Stone's caterwaul of pain and his splattering blood before I passed out on the clan border.
(this was NOT roleplayed out and was made up as a VA backstory. However she does have scars from this event.)