( Hello, I'm new to writing a Fanfiction. Well this is my Second one, but really any advice, critics, or suggestions would be great to hear. So I can hear if this story is good or bad, and etc. I hope you enjoy reading)

A tale of love

The battle between the Greil Mercenaries and the Dawn Brigade had raged on for days. Ending in both sides retreating because of some major event, which required their attention. Unknown to the both of them that the Begnions were moving on there land. But Night was falling as the battle ended in a ceasefire, the Greil Mercenaries and their allies to stay the night. While The Dawn brigade had to retreat to tend to the wounded. Many of Gaillia forces were blood thirsty for combat, and were instructed to search the night for any remaining forces still out there. The leader of the Patrolling force was named Kyza, he lead the charge in his tiger form. Following behind him were Cat and Tiger forces, one in pi was right next to Kyza. The second in command of the patrol group, her name was Lyre a cat soldier. Her Orange fur coat would be shining right now, if it wasn't dark outside already.

A bell was wrapped around her neck that she had gotten from her sister, a matching pair to give good luck in the battlefield. Along their travels across the field, they spotted Scavengers trying to steal weapons and scrap them for money. Kyza, pounced on one of them, and bite right into his neck, the beorc blood was spilled over the earth. The others started to run, and there patrol followed attacking all that got in the way. Lyre had caught up to one of the Beorc's but he had ducked into the forest. And this is how the story all begin, the beginning of a bond that lead to complex choices, denial, suffering, happiness, and most of all true love

I rushed along the trees, my bell was ringing loudly as I jumped from tree to tree. From path to path, searching for the prey that tried to get away, The beorc was very fast for two legs, but it was only a matter of time before he would get caught. I stopped in a small square, sniffing the ground for the scent and soon picked up something. My legs took me along the forest path to another opening, much larger and the scavenger there in the center of the clearing.

" Ahh you finally caught up to me, but it was all a rouse. A trap my dear cat " I stood on my toes, as more soldiers appeared out of the forest, they surrounded me.

I hissed at them as I counted there forces, two soldiers, and two Myrmidons were here. They circled around me with their lances and blades ready to strike, but I moved in first. Pouncing on the of the soldiers first, l dug my claws into his neck as the blood started to spill. He fell limp to the ground floor, as the next soldier came out to assault. His lance aiming to impale the cat, I dodged the lance and then scratched his arm and then bite his neck, causing him to fall in battle. My body started to get really exhausted from keeping the form for too long, but the soldiers were out of the way. But the Myrmidons were left, and I hissed at them, one had attacked my leg. Cutting at it's side, and earning a painful roar from their enemy cat.

I felt the rage boil inside of me, and reacted by biting one of the Myrmidon's legs causing him to drop his weapon, gripping the wound that I left on him. About to deliver the finishing blow but my body gave out on me. I reverted back to my Human form, and looked at them in fear. Because of my law of power in this form. I tried to turn tail and run, but the other Myrmidon grabbed my bright orange hair and pulled me to the floor. In my human form my body was very alluring to the opposite race, her breasts were about C cup, and her clothing covered all the right curves. The Myrmidon smiled at her and got his sword ready. " Oh, we're going to have fun with you my dear cat " The other Myrmidon had gotten up with his sword in his hand, as he looked disgusted at me.

I tried to get away but they had a overwhelming grip on my hair. Pulling at it, so she didn't get away from them. The wounded Man looked at her, and gave a grim smile.

" You bite my leg, then lets disable yours. You little Bitch " He flipped his sword around and aimed at my ankles, trying to get a clean cut.

When I understood what he was going to do, I tried to scratch the hand that was holding me. But to avail to getting rid of him at all, only praying that my squad would get here in time.

" Don't move now, or you will die sooner " I closed my eyes as his blade started to come down on me. I didn't want to see, what they were going to do to me.

I heard a clash occur, opening my eyes to see someone in front of him. The wounded Myrmidon had fell to the floor from a spear getting lunged in his chest, as the other one was clashed with a Man in front of me. I looked closer he was dead as well, the lance had pierced in between his eyes for a instant kill, and he tossed his lance away from himself. The Man soon fell to the floor, breathing very rapidly as blood flowed from his lower chest. He had taken the tip of the Myrmidon blade to his lower chest, and the blade was still lodged in. His light green eyes stared at me, with a plain expression of sadness and regret as his eyes closed.

I rushed to his side, placing my hand over his heart, it was still beating but very slowly. I looked at the tip of the blade, and knew that moving it would only cause more blood to spill out and kill him faster. But what to do, when I was thinking more enemy forces came out of the woods, and I knew that I would be dead now. They all got ready to engage but they had not intended for one thing. The rest of the patrol had come into the battle, Kyza had killed two of the enemies already and reached me in the center of the clearing. Reverting back into his Human form, looking at the man I stood over.

" Lyre, What the hell has happened here "

He demanded from me, as I looked at the Man on the floor. He didn't have any armor on his body, so was he just a civilian caught in the fray. But from the way he had fought, he was a soldier for sure. I looked into Kyza eyes as they demanded the true from me, but I couldn't say it.

" He is a soldier from our Army, he was knocked out and then he saved me. We have to get him back to camp, and to the Medic now! "Kyza looked at me, and tried to find any doubt in my eyes. When he saw none, he picked up the Man on his back, making sure that there was room for the blade. Then transformed and rushed off to their camp, I soon followed behind them in my cat form.

At the Camp the wounded were being taken care of, Rhy was the head of the Clerics. And his work was never done here, when Kyza made it into the Tent with the wounded man. He had rushed into Action.

" Kyza put him on the table now " Kyza did just that, and soon left the tent, but as he left I had came in.

Rhys was taking care of the Man that saved my life, and he turned to me with a bad expression on his face.

" Oh, Lyre go get me some Bandages quickly! " I only listened to him, getting the large bandages as he grabbed his stave from another table.

When I came back to him, he was trying to pull out the blade out of the man.

" What are you doing to him? " I asked out of fear that he would die.

" We have to pull out the blade to heal the wound " I only nodded at him.

I used all my strength to pull out the blade in one go, as the blood from the wound would spread faster. I placed the bandages quickly over the wound, and used force to apply alot of pressure to it.

Trying to stop the bleeding, but the wound was too big to stop, simply slow the process down. Rhys was chanting a few words to the goddess, as the stave was glowing brightly and invoked magical power into the man's body. The wound was starting to close and heal abit more, but only time would tell if he would survive. I sighed in relief that he may be alright, and looked to Rhys as he wiped his forehead of sweat.

" Okay, he should make a full recovery. good thing you brought him here quickly, or else it would be too late. Now go get some rest, you need to stay in tip top shape for battle " Rhys said in a bright smile that put me at ease.

I walked out the tent, but made one last look at the man on the table, hoping that he would make it. So I would be able to make it up to him, one day for saving me.