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Kagaa
It had been a long and tiring day of training in wich she beat the pulp of of her stuffed monster. Now it was only a scattered pile of broken branches and straw.
Kagaa climbed up into a tall tree where she had made something of a small nest earlier. She used the extra straw she hadn't needed for her training dummy.
She sat in the middle of the nest foe the longest time, staring up at the stars, and wondering how long before she was able to get her revenge.
She peared over the side of the nest as she heard a rustle from the bushes below. She wasn't afraid of hights in the slghtest, as she often escaped most of the wild ones by climbing where they couldn't reach.
She glared down at two Rattata fighting over the carcass of a dead Goldeen. Obviously wild they were. There was no doubt in her mind of this. "Disgusting vermon." she hissed, as she glanced back at her own scar, a sad expression on her face.
"Why wasn't I...." she started, then shook her head. Thinking about it did her no good, and it helped in no way with her goals.
Kagaa yawned once more before she curled around herself, placing her long tail over her brow. "Goodnight moon...." she wispered, staring up at the glowing orb, before drifting away to where she and her mate and kits ran free.
The plesentness of dreams. The only place she found happiness now.
It had been a long and tiring day of training in wich she beat the pulp of of her stuffed monster. Now it was only a scattered pile of broken branches and straw.
Kagaa climbed up into a tall tree where she had made something of a small nest earlier. She used the extra straw she hadn't needed for her training dummy.
She sat in the middle of the nest foe the longest time, staring up at the stars, and wondering how long before she was able to get her revenge.
She peared over the side of the nest as she heard a rustle from the bushes below. She wasn't afraid of hights in the slghtest, as she often escaped most of the wild ones by climbing where they couldn't reach.
She glared down at two Rattata fighting over the carcass of a dead Goldeen. Obviously wild they were. There was no doubt in her mind of this. "Disgusting vermon." she hissed, as she glanced back at her own scar, a sad expression on her face.
"Why wasn't I...." she started, then shook her head. Thinking about it did her no good, and it helped in no way with her goals.
Kagaa yawned once more before she curled around herself, placing her long tail over her brow. "Goodnight moon...." she wispered, staring up at the glowing orb, before drifting away to where she and her mate and kits ran free.
The plesentness of dreams. The only place she found happiness now.