BloodGroup:
Leader - Monster: dark brown tom, amber eyes
Commanders (second-leaders; can have kits with whoever)
Rip: handsome black tom, blue eyes
Shallow: silvery tom with green eyes
Flood: silver tom, green eyes
Snake: brown tom with snake-like green eyes
Healers (she-cats who heal; allowed to have kits)
Magpie: black and white she-cat, amber eyes
Pebble: gray she-cst with blue-green eyes
Emerald: brown she-cat with dazzling green eyes
Hunters (cats who only hunt)
Rabbit: dark brown tom, green eyes
Chase: dark brown she-cat, amber eyes
Speed: agile golden she-cat, green eyes
Grace: black and white patched she-cat with golden eyes
Tiger: ginger tom with black stripes, yellow eyes
Woody: brown tom with amber eyes
Fighters -
Tooth: pure white tom, amber eyes
Claw: brown tom with white paws, blue eyes
Lion: golden tom with yellow eyes
Cheetah - golden she-cat, black spots, amber eyes
Spot - white speckled black she-cat, blue eyes
Hail - silver tom, amber eyes
Rain - silver she-cat, green eyes
Growing Fire - dark ginger tom, green eyes
Blazing Leaf - dark ginger tom, amber eyes
Clover - white and brown she-cat, green eyes
Trainees -
Birch (hunter trainee) - brown tom, amber eyes
Oak (hunter trainee) - brown tom, amber eyes
Arrow (fighter trainee) - black and white tom, green eyes
Bella (fighter trainee) - white she-cat, black paws, green eyes
Kit-Mothers -
Blade - silver she-cat with blue eyes{mother to Rip's kits: Choice, Destroy, Savage}
Lynn - white she-cat, amber eyes{mother to Lion's kits: Mist, Pool, Whiskers, Blue}
Aspenbreeze - pretty ginger and white she-cat, blue eyes {hostage; slave of Monster, mother of his kits {Storm, Crooked, Terror, Fear, Panic, War}
Kits:
Savage - pretty black and silver she-cat, long tail, silvery eyes
Choice - silver she-cat, amber eyes
Destroy - black she-cat, amber eyes
Mist - gray she-cat, green eyes
Pool - white and golden she-cat, blue eyes
Whiskers - black tom with long whiskers, blue eyes
Blue - gray she-cat, blue eyes
Storm - handsome gray tom with startling blue eyes
Crooked - dark brown she-cat, amber eyes
Terror - black and white tom, amber eyes
Fear - black tom, amber eyes
Panic - black and white tom, blue eyes
War - white tom, amber eyes
Slaves (only given to commanders)
Honey - golden she-cat (Flood's slave)
Breeze - black she-cat (Shallow's slave)
Delilah - beautiful golden she-cat (Rip's slave)
Anna - pale ginger she-cat (Snake's slave)
Savage blinked. "Rip! Teach me!" She begged. "I want to be a fighter like you!"
Rip purred. "Of course, Savage."
The 2 moon old kit smiled happily. Out of Blade's three kits, Savage was the one who loved to feel skin under her claws, fur between her teeth... or was it the other way around? Rip didnt give her much time to wonder because he jumped on top of her.
"Mockfight."
Savage's eyes gleamed ruthlessly. She used her small size as an advantage and slithered out from underneath him, recieving a small scratch on her side.
In BloodGroup, 'mockfights' used claws and teeth.
Rip pushed her over, swiping at her belly.
Savage hissed with the pain, before kicked her legs into his own belly, claws unsheathed. They made deep puncture marks. She took a deep breath before jumoing on his back, clanoing her jaws down on his neck.
"Alright, alright, you win, my ruthless." He purred.
Savage beamed at her nickname, ruthless.
"Choice, come over here." Rip growled to his youngest.
Choice gracefully hopped over, but cowered near him. Rip scratched her side, leaving blood matting her pelt. Savage laughed mercilessly. Oh, how she loved the smell of blood.
Rip snarled at Choice's small meow. "You three are becoming trainees tomorrkw. Get up early. Savage, I need to tell you something..."
He lead his favorite daughter away and sat down. "I'vr made my grand decision. Remember how I said two of the three of you would become slaves? You'll be the only fighter.
Savage yipped with joy. "Did I make you proud, Rip?" She asked eagerly.
"Certainly." Rip answered. "Now, Savage, don't say a word to your mother or littermates. Blade is quite sensitive about this topic. She wants all of you to be feared, and slaves just get pushed around."
Savage nodded. "But slaves can't have kits until 6 moons right?" She asked, gazing up at him with her silver eyes.
"Correct. But I must warn you, Savage... with your looks, I thought you would be one of the slaves. With being ruthless here, you'll have many toms paddibg after you. Chose wisely, my little ruthless Savage." He purred, cuffing her gently.
The kit had gathered that toms would love her, but she was fine with that. She would pick her own mate, and they would have kits that would be feared; who would be killers, just like their parents.
Savage ventured into the den, and curled up, falling asleep in anticipation for their big day.
The next day, Savage proudly sat by the den, next to Terror and Panic. She was going to be traineed with Minster's own six kits.
Rip had said that was an honor.
Now, Savage watched as Choice and Detroy stepped up, cowering under the steely gazes of the BloodGroup cats.
"Choice, Destroy; you two will be fine slaves for our cats. When you are six moons, bith of you will be given to two of my sons when they become fighters; Terror and War. Go take your place by the others." He growled. "Go!"
Monster had very little patience for slaves.
"Terror, War, Panic, Fear, Storm, Crooked and Savage, please step foward." Savage confidently stepped foward, feelibg like she was glowing. "Savage; we honor your ruthlessness and fearlessness. Your mentor will be Rip." She felt her silver eyes glow as she leapt foward to touch noses with her own father.
"I recommended you. It was my turn to mentor." He whispered, and Savage beamed.
After Monster had handed all of his kits to their mentors, he gazed at all the cats. "We have some more news. Since I am leader, I've been in need for more kin. I've recently been blessed with these 6 kits, but I need more. I'm proud to announce that once again Lynn will be expecting, as well as Bella, Magpie, Pebble and Emerald."
Bella ducked her head. She just turned six moons!
"Now, Bella and Arrow; step foward. We honor your agility. From now on, you will be fighters, and be treated like them." Monster smiled cruelly as he jumped down, heading straight for Bella, she tried to turn and walk away, but Monster was too quick.
"This she-cat," he announced. "has disobeyed me when we were... reproducing. It was for the good of the group, and she tried to to fight me back. Bella is now a slave for all toms; even trainees. Please; commanders, will you do the honors?"
Rip and Snake both stepped foward, dipping their heads. Rip bit into Bella's paw, knocking her to the ground, while Snake took her tail. They twisted her so her belly was facing up. Shallow and Flood took the other paws, and Lion (not a commander, but they didnt have enough) took the last paws. Monster approached her, giving the new slave a mark on her belly - a circle, signalling any tom could touch her in anyway they pleased. Bella yowled in pain and cried.
"Pathetic." Monster growled, kicking her.
Savage watched with interest, beaming. Oh, how she wanted to do that.
Rip looked at all the new trainees. "Go meet tye other trainees. Get to know eachother."
Savage nodded happily and padded toward the den, where Birch and Oak were.
"Hello!" The three-moon old she-cat greeted.
Oak studied her. "Aren't you supposed to be a slave?" He asked with disgust.
"Aren't you supposed to be the dump?" Savage shot back. "And, no, actually. Out of Choice, Destoy and I, I was picked as a fighter.
Burch snorted. "Yeah right."
Savage frowned. "You're just jealous because fighters eat before hunters. Even fighter trainees eat before hunter trainees."
Crooked, Panic and Fear gasped. "Really?" Panic complained. "Thats not fair!"
Storm rolled his eyes. "Savage is right." He purred. "You are just jealous." The handsome tom brushed by her side, and settled into a nest. Savage crossed to the opposite side and curled in a next over there.
Crooked got into the nest beside Savage. "We need to stick together. We're the only she-cat trainees." The brown she-cat told her.
Panic yawned. "Alright... so, Rip told us we need to tell eachother about ourselves."
Birch smirked. "I'm Birch... and I'm going to make Bella my slave."
Savage sneered at him. "I won't let you. Bella is my friend. I can't protect her from any fighters or hunters, but I can protect her from dungface trainees." She slowly rose as Burch left the den with a laugh. "I'll be back," she told the trainees.
Storm gazed at her. "She's brave," he whispered to his littermates as she left. "And not to bad for the eyes."
Crooked gagged. "Stop it."
Savage sneakily stalked Birch, using some tips Rip had given her. The big tom had pinned Bella and was covering her face in licks. As he started to move to her neck, Savage sprung and pushed her off of him. She stood on top of the surprised tom's belly, her claws digging in. "I told you I would protect her. Did you think I was lying?" She snarled as Bella ran away to the safety of the slave den.
Birch grumbled and pushed her off of him. "I'll need to teach you a lesson, kit." He hissed and proceeded to scratch her flank, hopefuly leaving a scar.
Savage refused to show how much pain she was in. "Watch your back, or else you might get what's coming to you, Twoleg scum."
She stalked back to the den, her flank still drippibg with bright red blood.
Crooked sprang up. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah." Savage replied, plopping in her nest, licking it. "Just a little run in."
Storm hesitantly padded over. "Want me to get Emerald, Magpie or Pebble?"
"No." Savage paused to smile at him, her teeth slightly redish from when she bit Birch. "I told you, I'm fine."
With a disbelieving glance at her scratch, her went back to his nest. "Why didnt dad give me Choice?" He complained. Secretly, he hoped it would spark a little jealousy in Savage.
War purred. "'Cause I'm his favorite."
With the littermates still arguing, Savage drifted into a deep sleep, with a small smile on her face.