The Rōnin- Naruto

Chapter 6: The Pseudo Tailed Beast Pt. 2

If you'd like to hear (what I think) is Kata Gin's theme song, check out 'YOU SO DONE' by Noga Erez! I might link it though, just to save people some time if they wanna check it out!

Also first person sucks, why do I do this to myself ;')

Might have some crude humor in the third part, skip if you'd like. Crude=dirty humor

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Third Person

Drums sounded.

Growls and Howls sounded.

A groan reverberated.

Primates in a colosseum-like structure, the sun shining through many century old trees, casting light shadows on the surface. A woman tied with dried vines in the center of the structure. A few hundred feet away, rose a gate, ominously dark and opaque, if you looked closely, you would see matted fur and a pair of distinctly slitted eyes that were more more likely to make you amused than terror filled.

And right on time for the main event, the contestants were all awake!

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First Person (Kata)_

Woozy, I felt woozy, that's honestly the whole ensemble of how I felt in this moment. Swishing around, I found that I was unwillingly immobile. Slowing cranking my crusty eyelids open, I let out an involuntary groan. The noise was astronomically migraine inducing, though semi muddled. Like an old instrument that hasn't been well taken care of sounds like.

Silently, I banged my head on the mud-dirt, accidentally inhaling some stray mud in the process.

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Third Person

Silence encompassed the expanse of the arena, the hoots dwindled down to a hushed whisper of snickering in light of the human captive looking satisfyingly miserable.

How wonderful!

The silence was broken though, by a haughty and snooze inducing teleprompter, or what the voice seems to be, to hear a range of hoots and growls in synch of many groans of the audience, until they heard something they liked, of course.

After a distinctly bland melody of growl-hoot-growl-growl-hoot-groan, the gate that was holding a creature, creaked in the absence of the existence of WD-40. After a few minutes, the gate was open enough for the creature to crawl under. The crowd was not amused.

Many groans were heard.

Meanwhile, the human captive attempted to wiggle out of the vines, keyword being: attempted. After the failure, the human, losing all morality, started gnawing at the vines, which actually worked. Overjoyed, they tried standing up, unfortunately, she forgot the vines wrapped around both her ankles. So when she tried to walked, she face planted, and inhaled some more stray dirt.

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The feline was feelin fine ( get it, they sound the same eheh).

Anywho, the feline was drained. Knowing all your loved ones are dead and then being captured by the baboon, only to be told if she wanted to survive, she would have to participate in a death match, obviously she wasn't so concerned about if she'd win, rather she was enraged they would use her as something akin to a circus act, she could hear all the the barbaric primates hooting and growling in unconfined delight in seeing something getting their gluteus maximus handed to them.