Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27823669-20160412203214/@comment-33008190-20160413044024

Ivory walked down the hill, taking a deep breath and readying herself. Here goes, my one shot to free my life.

"STERLING!" She called out to his makeshift den.

He came barreling out, pierced with anger. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU DEATHHEART! Your mousebrained sadness made me go hungry! I had to kill some stupid cat for his prey. You're gonna pay you useless waste of space..."

He sprung at her, and she backed up just enough to lure him output more. She felt his paw connect other chest, then face, probably already leaving bruises and scars.

But she held strong, saying nothing, doing nothing, not even defending herself.

All she did was slowly scramble backwards each time he struck her.

"YOU. STUPID. USELESS. UNGRATEFUL. WRETCH!" Each word Sterling spoke came with another blow, and eventually Ivory was backed up against the base of the hill, cowering below him, bruises littering her body. The dusty ground made her feel cold.

But then she knew it was the exact right time. So she got to her wobbly legs, stared him straight in the eyes with her own puffy, black eyes. And meowed:

"Your reign is over, Sterling. It's Tim soft an era without your useless rules. YOU were the ungrateful one...and now you are paying for that."

And then a humongous group of furious, charged, spitting cats came flying down the hill, straight into a wide-dyed Sterling.

Ivory smiled, staying back, as she picked out Twigpaw putting on his full rage, swiping Sterling's legs, and Myra, caught in the middle of everything, which was a bit worrying actually.

And somehow, Ivory did not feel the need tofight. No need to kill, hurt, attack, rip apart or spit on that awful Tom who ruined every cats' life.

She only wanted to watch, happy that the one who had been causing all the hurt, WAS getting hurt.

And after this, that was enough pain in this world to last any cats' lifetime.