Sorry if this sucks, this is my first fanfiction!
The cold night made the air crisp, blowing through the different territories. It's unforgiving might made many freeze to death. Mostly chicks and lion cubs, and perhaps the occasional Pomeranian, of which was too weak to survive in the conditions.
The windiest territory at the moment was Shibuya Shop District, strangely enough. What lies in this territory; was a lone Pomeranian, who knew how to survive weather like this...
"Get up, you lazy bastard!" a unforgiving voice hissed.
The young Pomeranian jolted up, to see the same creature that had imprisoned him. It was a fat cat, to put it simply. It was an orange tabby cat, with haunting green eyes that told you 'I will kill you'. The fat cat turned away from the Pomeranian, and lightly snarled, "I saw a plump boar. Go hunt me it, or face a beating."
The Pomeranian nodded, his innocent blue eyes dulling to a gray. He got up, and stretched before scrambling off. He was unaware that the 'plump boar' the Fat Cat was speaking about was the Boar Daimyo, an oversized (and rather powerful) boar.
He sniffed the air. All it smelled of was blood from a previous hunt and the dulling scent of a boar. Stalking down in a sneaking formation, he obviously saw a large, brown figure with milky white tusks. "That's him." the young one whispered, slowly going forward...
Leaping, he used his powerful teeth to sink into the boar's side. It screeched with fury, doing whatever possible to get the Pom off. The Pomeranian bit deeper, clinging, clawing and such on it. The boar continued to squabble and snort, before eventually slowing down...
A large thud echoed through the Shop District. The boar has fallen, and the Fat Cat purred with astonishment. How did Mujakina, (the name he has given for the Pomeranian) above all creatures, take down the boar? "Well, it doesn't matter." the fat cat mumbled. He got up, trudging towards where the thud came from.
"Fat Cat, I have hunted the boar!" Mujakina barked happily.
Devious green eyes lay on the innocent Pomeranian, and a paw raised in the air, hitting the Pom on the head. "Silence!" Fat-cat hissed. "I will eat. YouWILL go keep the pigeons and crows away." those beautiful blue eyes look upon the floor. "Yes, Fat Cat..." Mujakina whined, padding away, an obvious sign of submission...
Soon, Fat Cat has eaten his fill. Otherwise known as the whole boar without asking Mujakina if he wanted any. Of course; Mujakina was used to being starved. Fat-Cat, or known as 'Kirai' to Mujakina (but he never dared using this name in front of him), was always brutal. Ever since he had captured the young pup in the sewers.
Too be continued.
(How did I do? Probably terribly. But, who cares? I certainly don't!)