stupid sadistic suicidal | open, intro

[abbr='Claw Haxx']★[/abbr]

[abbr='Warrior']★[/abbr]

[abbr='Feline']★[/abbr]

[abbr='None']★[/abbr]

A feline prowled around the Fighting Pit, sharply watching from afar those training, their red-blue eyes chips of ice as she absorbed every move, every spray of blood, and every distant whimper. She loved this place, it was the one place she could relax, unwind, and not be talked to for a short while. The one place where she never thought about her, her beloved wi-

The one place she could relax.

Tail flicking as she watched and criticized internally, their claws sheathed and unsheathed. Their thoughts filled with finally catching, and avenging S-

Growling, Claw jerky stood and stomped down to the pit. It was about time she took some anger out on someone.

tags + roleplayed by Quietly [woof] + DOTD

METEOR

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After a successful sparring session, Meteor was taking a respite by a barrel of water. An elemental had iced it in half like a half-moon, allowing for a cold drink without the need to push ice cubes around. Meteor hated dealing with floating ice cubes.

He lifted his head and stepped out of the line, shaking his waterlogged face and mane.

As he scanned the crowd looking for another to grind into dust, he spotted Claw. She looked about five seconds away from a meltdown. And that would be interesting, wouldn’t it?

“Claw, is it?” Meteor called. His long strides as a lion easily caught up to the tiny cat. “I also find myself without an opponent.” His golden eyes gleamed; the inquisitor’s tone had not left an inch for questioning.