This story is about the fight between two tribes. The Cats are a highly hierarchical tribe of women led by their leader and preistess, Mother Lion, glorified as their mother and source of pure creation. The honourable task of Fighting Cats is to be sent on “missions”, which are said to be done for the surcical of the Cats. They are sent out in organized troops to kidnap so-called ‘dogs’ from the rivalry tribe: the Dog Tribe.
In the days following one of these “missions”, the dangerous love story between Kayli, the young Fighting Cat from the Golden Claws Clan, and Takoda, a mysterious Dog Warrior, starts to take its course. A complicated fight against authority and tradition ensues, in which the multi-faceted layers of identity, the depths of revenge, and the power of our unconscious mind are the keys to understanding the characters’ destiny. Reality and perception prove to be nothing and yet everything, and the tricks of our own mind turn out to be more deceiving than our dreaded physical enemies …
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Chapter 1
“Why are you here?” I hissed. “It is too dangerous.” His eyes were like the entrances to the dark tunnels and caves in the forest – mysterious and deep. “I wanted to see you.” “You could get caught!” My voice was shaking. The thought of it alone made me tremble. What would they do with him if they caught him? And what would they do with me if they knew … “I won’t.” He paused. “Unless you betray me.” I shook my head. I wanted to hit him with my fists as much as I wanted to kiss him.
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Chapter 2
I had always been a good student. Teachers generally liked me, even the tough ones. It was to nobody’s surprise that I chose the path of becoming a Fighting Cat. Once my direction was clear, I ascended quickly in the school ranks. I skipped a level, given my quick progress, and was soon amongst the top Fighting Cat trainees at our school. It was just after my sixteenth birthday when my mentor told me I was ready, while I was slicing open a giant salmon I had caught in the River Green. I was using my bone blade knife, my…
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Chapter 3
Just at that moment, the shouts of my Cat sisters chimed loudly. “We have one! We have captured a Dog!” Like in the drills at training school, I could see four of the Fighting Cats holding the tied up bundle of a Dog between them. This meant withdrawal and escape. After all, this was what we had come here for: to capture a Dog, alive. We had to leave now, escaping with our precious treasure. I turned my back on the Dog, his eyes still burnt into my memory.
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