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The markings/paw glow/fire are left to do but I hope this is alright until then.

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Dessert Flame

Sitting on a cliff alone he kept his eyes open for any sign of prey, or intruder as the moon kept him company. Banned to live here, surrounded by sand as far as his eyes could see... Why was he here you may ask? Well a few years ago while he were young he had yet to learn how to control his flames someone started a fight with him to show who was the strongest one, but somewhere during that fight the jungle started to burn in flames. The fight quickly ended as they both hurried as fast as they could back to their families. His mother was happy to see him but his father didn’t seem too happy. The elders hurried to take control over the fire as it slowly died out. A few hours later everything had calmed down but the tiger he had fought against and almost won was angry at him, wanting revenge and told the elders that he was the one who started it all. He followed the elders who know where to find me, there they spoke to my father about the fire and who might have been the cause of it. There was still plenty of jungle left for everyone to live and hunt as normal, even so they wanted to put me inside a cave for the next few years. I tried to tell them it wasn’t me, I had learned to keep my flames from burning whatever touched them. I tried my best to tell them about what had happened just before the fire started still they wanted to place me in the cave for safety. Not even my father or mother tried to stop them as two guards walked closer towards me. I took a step back looking him in the eye but all my father did was looking away, my mother only closed her eyes. And then I saw him hiding in the back, his eyes smiling as the guards came closer and there were only one thing left to do. I turned around and ran away, tears of anger filling my eyes as I know what he had done. He told them a lie, why I do not really know but I’m sure it had something to do with that fight. A fight that I had won if not for that damn fire! Never to return until he’s ready to battle that coward, he shall pay for what he has done. ‘Bamoth’ may be my name but out here I’m called ‘Dessert Flame’ as I hunt alone in the dark of the night until the day when I finally return back to confront him and take back what I once lost because of him. Just you wait, I will return and when I do you will be the first to know I promise you.

Fin

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