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Death, despair, killer, assassin, a sin. That is what the people of my village call me. We are Mhi, a cathuman , think were werewolf only difference is we change at will and into the feline who is most like us, another difference is we don't need to be bitten to become like this. As a species we began we an intelligent lion was born. He saw what man could do and wished he could do the same. Over time the lion learned the way of man, he chose to not be like them for they were too violent and uncaring. He took his pride far away, but they were special for they could take the form of man with out his greed.
My village hates the feline I turn into, a panther. Panthers in my clan are natural born killers, we kill our brothers and sisters in our mothers womb for space we leave only one, the one who fought the best or was clever enough to evade us. This simple truth condoned my life. My litter mate or twin is a clouded leopard, she is a rarity, this makes me even more bazaar for not only am I the only female panther in over a century, I am not an exotic feline as I should be considering my sisters status.
I am only 17 yet I've slaughtered and killed more people than I'd like to remember, but our so called king needs his 'justice keepers' to keep order with in the kingdom. We are given a list when some one needs to learn there place. But we do not hold trails, you do wrong of any degree and you are killed. We are also sent to kill half-breeds of any age, and all those who disobey. We also are sent to raise other panthers, we take them right after birth when there pelt is still white so no one will know who the panthers are. They are returned to their parents a month later , some might even be kept a whole year. Each panther has an older panther who is like their parent, some only have a 5 year difference.
This is the story of my people, of our want for freedom and our rebellion against our king.