Rey De-Heavens (English)

1.3

Inside the cave, the larger one roared with the intention of subduing the first opponent who would neither duck his head nor stop baring his teeth at him. A verbal warning that could prevent a direct confrontation.

"Know your place!!!" angrily growled the beast in his language.

The little feline opened his eyes as wide as he could. It looked as if it had taken root in the ground. She refused the thought a few times, but could no longer refuse to acknowledge who was in front of her. The water could camouflage the smell, but the vision did not lie to her. The tone and timbre of the invader's growl aroused a whole storm of feelings. Sensations as difficult to confuse as life itself. Surprise, happiness, nostalgia and disappointment ended up transformed into desolation. She realized that, even though she was in front of her own father, those grunts meant tragedy. They told her that she had lost the recognition of someone precious, as well as that she had lost the value of her existence as a daughter.

On the other hand, at the end of the cave, the little boy was drooling from such a deep state of concentration that he hadn't even breathed. With heartbeat dropping, the infant justified that grunt accompanied by silence and delay.

"If the guardian growled and still doesn't attack, maybe it's much weaker than us and is just threatening us?" the little one thought. "If I manage to demonstrate my willingness to fight through threats, then maybe I could intimidate and win the fight without having to kill him, yes!".

The infant, imitating his opponent, reciprocated the rabid roar and bared his teeth even more. From within the darkness a sharp impact intercepted him.

In response to this confrontation, the even more offended beast with one of its claws struck the boy who was imposing on it and then roared again proposing to stay on the ground.

The little feline ducked his head along with his ears, he recoiled his body with concern when he saw how his companion had been assaulted so violently. Immediately, his blood boiled inside his veins, his father abused and roared on the floor at the creature that had helped him so much so far. The one that had found him during the day and carried him on his head so that he could see in the distance. The same one that so far had always helped him in his tireless search. How could it not do so when witnessing such a moment? Of course, it wasn't necessary to go to the extreme of giving the attack signal either, but at least to verbally intervene.

"I ended up taking the first hit. I was wrong. excruciating pain! That's not weaker than me, it never was... It was my carelessness to think of the enemy's life and not wait for the signal. argg! This wouldn't have happened to my father, or my master, or any of those thinking of killing me. If only I hadn't been so focused on being good... I can still stand up... I'm not dead. Threats won't mean anything...", the little boy said to himself as he lay dying on the ground.

Within seconds, the infant was back on his feet and placed his spear in front, the beast once again raised his right claw and exposed the edge of the inside of the curvatures of his fingernails.

The five cruel executioners vowed to bestow death with the next blow. Already the infant's skin had been cut in five until even the bones of his arm and ribs were left, the flesh unprotected from fur and already battered, almost falling to pieces on the floor as blood splattered the walls. His father, or his friend. It was the choice for the little feline who tried to verbally intervene, but was ignored. She kept her head and body down in submission, but also realized it was the perfect position to jump. At the last second, she made the decision her heart was racing and emitting the characteristic "signal" sound as she charged as fiercely as she could.

The beast was unable to lower its right claw in the direction of the infant. In response to the attack of the small feline of its own kind, it was forced to change its movement and first get rid of the aggressor and then accomplish its goal. But in the chaotic environment the beast noticed his carelessness, even so, it was already too late to be able to do anything.