# The City of Cats
In the shadows of crumbling walls, every sunrise brings another desperate fight for survival... The ancient streets, once proud and gleaming, now echo with desperate yowls and scraping claws. Here, amid the ruins of former glory, only one law holds true: **only the strong survive.**
Weak cats scramble through narrow alleys for scraps, their once-bright eyes dulled by hunger. From his high perch, Razgor watches with growing fury as his people fight like beasts for every morsel, while in the distance, the comfortable kingdoms of others flourish in their weakness.
The Dog Kingdom sprawls to the east, its streets clean and orderly, its citizens fat and lazy. To the north, the Bird Kingdom nests in artificial comfort, their wings growing weaker with each passing generation. All around, the other animal kingdoms have abandoned nature's true path, choosing the soft embrace of civilization over the harsh truth of survival...
*"Look at them,"* Razgor snarls, his massive frame trembling with rage. *"They feast in their towers, they sleep without fear... they've forgotten what it means to truly live!"* His claws scrape against stone, leaving deep gouges as memories of his father - once proud and fierce, now broken by hunger - flash through his mind.
The contrast burns in his heart like acid. While other kingdoms celebrate their rejection of nature's law, his people remain true to the old ways. And what has it earned them? **Starvation. Suffering. The daily sight of his proud race fighting over scraps like common vermin...**
A cold wind sweeps through the square, carrying distant sounds of laughter from the Dog Kingdom. Razgor's amber eyes blaze with hatred. Those pampered pets, those traitors to their own nature, living in their artificial paradise while his people starve! They have forgotten:
- The taste of hunger
- The thrill of the hunt
- What it truly means to be strong
*"They think they can escape nature's law,"* he growls, voice dripping with contempt. *"They build their walls, they make their rules, they pretend they're above the ancient truth... but we remember. We alone keep to the true path, and look how they mock us for it!"*
**His voice thunders across the square:** "I am sick of watching our kingdom decay while others grow fat and foolish! They've forgotten the meaning of strength, forgotten what it means to truly fight! They think their walls and laws can protect them from nature's truth?"
His laughter echoes, harsh and cold. "Let them feast. Let them grow softer still. We will remind them of what they've forgotten. We will show them that nature's law cannot be denied. When their walls crumble and their rules mean nothing, they will remember what we never forgot.
Let them tremble in their towers.
Let them clutch their meaningless rules.
The cats will show them all that in the end...
**Only the strong survive.**