Vitani leapt through the bushes and landed flat on an intruder. He was a dark cat; almost black. She pinned him down and spit in his face; "What are you doing on my territory?" She hissed with rage when he raked her belly.
She flew off and landed gracefully on her paws. "Who wants to know?" he asked bitterly. The were facing each other, glaring darkly.
"I do." she snarled. "This is my territory. I have permission to kill you if you don't leave after I'm finished talking." she spat.
He glared at her madly and stood his ground. She hissed and pounced on him with unsheathed, thick claws. They hit him. Hard. He spat in pain as they dug into his chest.
She hooked her claws of death into his chest and ripped them back out. He moaned, slashing blindly through splatters of blood. His claw hit her on the left ear, ripping it to shreds. This only angered her more, for she slashed his eyes and leg.
He lay there, wounded. Blood gurgling from his torn throat. "Vitani..." he muttered, making Vitani jump.
"How...how do you know my name?" she quivered.
"It's...me..." blood leaked from his throat, "Omoi." then, he gurgled, still alive, yet unable to speak.
Vitani gasped. Omoi was her father; she had heard rumors of him. Everyone thought he was dead. She looked at him...and realized. He was.