In a vast forest there consists cats of various sizes and variation that resulted in decades of mixed breeding of feline species, large and small. The forest consists of many prides with territories divided between them, and good relations between the prides keep the power balance equal. Prides allow members to freely choose where they'd like to live, and allow mates to be chosen from any pride, as long as the pair is equally consenting. It's not to say the forest is without its problems, for there are rogue cats that roam the land without any regard to pride rules and customs and cause havoc on fellow felines that cross their path. Our story begins with a small band of rogues that are in the middle of a falling out…
Teeth snap and piercing growls rumble deep in the forest where rogues are known to roam, rogues craving a bloodbath egg on a fight between two males.
"You better back down before I rip out your throat Jose!" roared a large cat with a spiky black mane, and body covered in scars on his right arm.
"HA! You don't know who you're challenging boy! No one leave us, unless it's as fodder for the grass!" bit back the other cat known as Jose. His dark brown fur relaxed but ready for battle showing how little he is threatened by his challenger.
"If killing you is the only way I get to leave this shitty group… THEN SO BE IT!" With a powerful leap the young cat rushed at Jose and the two grappled, biting and tearing at each other's flesh.
Suddenly Jose pinned his challenger and it looked as if that would be the end of the young cat as he struggled to escape death's grip.
"Finish him Jose! Hahaha make it slow and painful~" Sneered a young dark blue furred male with spiky fur covering his head and falling slightly over the left side of his face, he also sported a large scar over his right eye. "Why don't you let me in on the fun~" Bora said with hateful mirth.
"Shut it Bora, I don't need you budding in. Sit there or be killed along with this trash!" Roared Jose as he swooped down to end it.
Jose failed to realize that tides had changed during his argument with Bora as the young cat use that opening and gave a final effort that pushed Jose off of him with such a force that he was thrown into a tree that left him breathless. Unable to defend himself as the young cat delivered the final blow, the fight ended with the sound of Jose's throat being crushed.
The young male dropped the now lifeless body to the floor and stood victoriously with shaky legs and heaving breaths, eyeing the other cats to see if they were a threat to him as well.
"Hmph, I guess Jose wasn't all he was cracked up to be~" Laughed Bora as he wore a sickening grin of pleasure at the death of his former leader.
When the victor saw that none made a move to finish him off he turned away with his battered and bleeding body and limped out of sight aimlessly, tired and weak after a hard battle.
As he moved out of sight one of the rogues asked, "Shouldn't we just kill him?"
"No need, he'll die from his injuries soon enough~ Hahaha!" Answered Bora.
"If by some miracle you survive, come back and play with us~" Bora shouted.
The young male left the area with the sound of jeers behind him…
In another part of the forest there resides the Fairy Tail Pride, a happy go lucky group that fiercely defends its members and is known for the kind nature of its members. The pride leader Makarov, a wise old cat who has shrunk with age, leads his pride with honor and dignity, but isn't afraid to smack the young rambunctious youth across the head with his paw when they get too rough with each other.
Speaking of which….
"Hey you moron! Get off my tail!" roared a male with shaggy deep blue fur and pointed eyes.
"Why don't you make me!" roared the other male, with the oddest pink fur coloring and a spiky crop of fur on top of his head.
"GRAY! NATSU! Knock it off!" Makarov yelled as the two disturbed his afternoon nap. His greying fur hackling as he disciplined the two causing a disturbance.
"HE STARTED IT!" they said in unison.
"Hmph, it appears that you two aren't being productive with your energy. Come! Let us go hunting since you have so much energy to burn."
The two males froze as they turned towards the young female who addressed them. Her scarlet fur was a sleek and pristine as ever, showing off her muscular build that has earned her the rank as top hunter and fighter in their pride.
"Y-yes Erza!" They said in a tone embedded in slight fear for they knew that she disliked infighting among her pride.
"We shall return victorious!" Erza proclaimed to Makarov who gave an approving smile as he watched them go.
"Good, now I can get back to my nap."
As the group left to hunt they passed by three females enjoying the sun. One has golden colored fur and brown eyes and is known as Lucy, the other has ocean blue curly fur and dark blue eyes as goes by the name Juvia. The last female is Levy, a petite feline with beautiful azure fur and large hazel eyes.
"Hey-a Luce! We're going hunting! Come with us!" bellowed Natsu.
"Gray-sama! You were going to leave without telling Juvia?!" cried Juvia.
"Come ooon Luce!" pestered Natsu, " B-but we were going to go with Levy on a stroll through the forest!" begged Lucy.
"It's okay Lu-chan, go with Natsu… (whispers) you know you want to spend time with him~" Levy said slyly.
"Juvia won't let you go alone with Gray-sama! Juvia is going too." Gray subtlety looking pleased at her joining them.
"I guess I have no choice… come with us Levy." Offered Lucy.
"No thanks, I'm not much of a hunter. I just go for a stroll on my own." Answered Levy.
"Maybe you should ask Jet and Droy to accompany you?" suggested Erza.
"I'll be fine by myself, besides, they're too boisterous to enjoy a leisurely stroll." Replied Levy.
"Just be careful out there, don't go too far and be careful of rogues!" Lucy shouted as the hunting parting departed.
With that, Levy left to enjoy some alone time.
Injured, bleeding and exhausted, the young male continued to stagger away from area he called "home" since he was a cub.
His parents were wanderers and they traveled place-to-place seeking new things, but never settling down for long. One day they stumbled into wild boar territory and were attacked relentlessly. His parents told him to run to safety and wait for them to come for him, but they never came…
He waited in a thicket for 3 days and almost starved to death before he was found by Jose and was brought up by thuggish brutes that only cared about themselves.
The young cub new that these cats stood against all that his parents had taught him, love…empathy… replaced by the mantra that Jose drilled into him.
"Kill or be killed boy, take or get things taken from you."
As he grew older, he witnessed a lot of killings between the rogues and kept his head low to stay alive. Once he came into adolescence he began to draw attention from the others due to his sudden large size and gruff attitude; he got into a lot of brawls, many of which resulted in the nasty scars on his right leg as a reminder of the cruelty of the world he lived in.
Time went by and he reached young adulthood, after all the years with the rogues the young cat was fed up with the lifestyle.
One day he decided to leave but Jose caught him trying to defect the group.
"So, the little brat I saved all those years ago grew into an ingrate. First that bitch leaves last Spring and now YOU." He spat with all the venom his words could carry.
"Save it Jose! You only "saved" me because you thought I'd be useful to you! I wont be the killing machine you want! I'm leaving here, and there's nothing you can do to stop me!"
"Nothing you say?" the young cat looked around as he was surrounded by the others.
"Let's kill him Jose, make an example out of him!" the group was about to pounce but Jose stopped them, "NO! Back off! " Jose snarled, "This is my fight! "
"Listen here boy! If you can kill me you can do whatever the fuck you want, but I hope you enjoyed your pitiful life because there's no way you're taking me down!"
The two males began to circle each other, each waiting for the chance to strike the first blow.
"You just asked for your own death!" with a roar the young cat lunged at Jose and began his fight for freedom…
He thought about all the things that happened today as his vision blurred and he became dizzy with the blood loss. The sun was past midday and he realized that he had been traveling for hours without rest, water or food in his condition.
After wandering injured for miles, he finally collapsed in a field surrounded by beautiful trees with coloring leaves and sighed a heavy breath.
"At least I'll die surrounded by the nature my parents loved…"
With that he drifted into slumber…