This. WAS. HELL.
I hated all of this. EVERY. SINGLE. BIT. So back when the light first touched the camp site we had to be up. Woken up by sunlight is the worst possible thing. I had to do training first thing and it's basically dauntless headquarters... We were getting threats from supernatural clan and Merlin clan. We decided to group up with divergent clan. So it was crazy. All I'm doing there is being rejected and pushed around- thrown everywhere- blackmailed- teased. My dear starclan kill me now!!!!
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Soon, they let us fight- as long as no one died. Then it will be ok.
I approached the battle area as my paws padded on the dirt in the moon lit sky. My rage was burning in my soul as it lit up the darkness like a flame at heart.
My claws spread wide and sharp as knives as I slowly padded around flame paw- the cat I was against.
He charged at me like lightning but I dodged the attack.
I swung my claws around his neck as he fainted to the ground.
"Wow" I thought. "I found his weak spot in one hit."
The warriors soon took him to the medicine cat but expected him to recover quickly. I got one more chance but I could not do that. Maybe because it felt good. Good to kill. The satisfaction of death..
