I was a Cat-folk we are in a war with the dog-folk and have been for hundreds of years all of the cat-folk had an innate talent of Nine-Lives. The dog-folks innate talents are based on which breed they are The Timber Wolf breed are known for their strength in cold areas being huge and fast. The Shepard breeds are known for being the most intelligent and most of the times are farmers or politicians. The War Breed are known for their speed and hunting capabilities with a highg sense of smell being able to track anyone, but they have near to no intelligence and high fertility making them the most numerous and terrifying for the Kittens.
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We have slowly but surely losing this war I unfortunately am on my last life. We of this world all have status panels that only show our capabilities but do nothing for us to improve them.
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Name: Nomador
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Race: Mutated Katerchina (War Breed Cat-Folk)
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Lives: 0
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Talent/Ability: [9 Lives], [Uncanny Agility], [Grandmaster Spearmanship], [Death Glare], [6th Sense], [Death Greeting], [Poison Claws], [Poison Resistance], [Horrible Swimming], [Mental Fortitude], [Uncanny Stealth], [Wind Intent]
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Weakness: [Pyrophobia], [Families Death], [Hydrophobia], [Magic]
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I was one of the best soldiers of our mighty race so I will go out with a bang after all and conclude my final conversation with Death after all he only guides the dying, and he finds our death-defying talent that no other race has quite amusing. I picked up my blade and walked into the battlefield covered in bloody corpses of both races but for the golden cat folk light would surround them patching up their injuries and teleport them to safety back in the camp for the first timers, but the warriors fell to the ground and began slaughtering again.
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I saw a few Cat-folk lying on the ground and began closing their eyes while wielding my spear one handed as I did most of the time since I was injured 2 years ago when I lost my last life. My arms were covered in many scars, but my face and body were untouched for I used my arms like a shield even though the leather I wore could never withstand metal or bone weapons we used.
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I stabbed through the eye of a Hunter as we called them relentless bloodhounds that when they smelt our blood would track them to the ends of the earth, they were about twice our height of 5 feet or 1.5 meters their master were about 5 meters or 16 feet tall, but we fought them daily these dogs would die at our hands. We hunted these giant dogs but those humans who ruled most of this world were the same height as these giant 16-foot tall abominations.
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We won quite often but surviving an endless onslaught of things double our height was quite the difficult, but we still triumphed. I Began to climb the corpse of the many dog-folk and yelled out "We Will Annihilate these bitches we shall rise again Our God and Death shall forever be on our side let us bring righteousness to our GODS."
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A golden light fell upon me a blessing from our God of Cats Katatarn who blessed us all at birth with our nine lives making sure each of us would be forever enveloped in her embrace when we died. Our god was merciless to anyone but her own she cared not for those who hated us, but she was powerful, wild, chaotic, and fun she would hunt the beasts that devour the stars for fun.
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I began to dance among the battlefield taking out many Hunters but my leather bracers were now shredded with my arms beginning to bleed but I continued onward to the back of their forces were the dog-folk truly dwelled the commanders of the battlefield I began to release my claws for a better grip ass I fought the dog-folk. A few of my nails were torn out each time we clashed but I smiled through the pain.
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I would win this fight I could kill another dog-folk my children would be safe and I could avenge my wife I then saw the mark near his eye a small claw mark barely noticeably due to his huge stature and my rage swelled. I began to act recklessly and threw my weapon to his heart and charged with my claws extended I used my bad hand and managed to dodge his paws and forced my speed to speed up with my paw hitting its back breaking my arm with the force I used due to it being my mangled left arm.
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I had forced the spear through his heart and out his back he began to bleed rapidly but I saw his grin as he said, "I finally caught you the one who killed the pups we had even if I die we shall die together."
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I had never killed any puppies of their kind what is he talking about I could feel his paw descend on me crushing me as death said " You died quite quickly you are only 23 years old right I wish that death wasn't as traumatic for mortals. you mortals really do like to be harsh to one another but I only wish for all life to recover from their trauma I guess I will guide you to your goddess. Wait why is your soul glowing?"
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