Moht padded through the mountains, after all of those fancy speeches, Bliz had just- left her to die for Storm, the cat who would much rather be with some silly mortal then him! How could Bliz do this to her. Maybe my army is still there? The BloodPredators, PrideSeekers, and FrostLights have no where left to go, I can pick up the pieces and rise once more She thought, slowly devising a plan of action. Moht pushed herself forward, anger bubbled inside her. But when she got back, the three tribes were gone, they weren't there. "Done yet, Moht?" Mogey hissed at her out of nowhere. "Done? DONE? I'M NOT DONE, I'LL NEVER BE DONE! You took everything from me, I'll never be done, not until I'm sitting on a throne with the bodies of each and every god below me" She hissed at Mogey, her shouting startling him. "Then your a fool" Mogey hissed, lunging a Moht who dodged out of the way and bolted, she had somewhere better to be. It was waiting for her, she'd need its power to help her raise her army once more- no, she needed its help to destroy the other gods, to claim the world for her own. They had left her to die, but little did they know that they'd only made her stronger. Moht finally stopped running when she was inside a dark cave, she needed to go done here. Keep going, keep going, almost there her thoughts hummed as she padded down the tunnel. Finally, she emerged into a cave that had a large, white crystal, the very thing it was hidden in. "Our time to rise has come, don't worry, we'll win soon, and those foolish gods will never mess with us again" Moht hissed, putting one of her paws on the stone, she smirked. Her thoughts were mingled, though, am I doing the right thing? one side argued. I'm doing the right thing, I only ever do the right things, Bliz and his dumb friends made a mistake forgetting about me She thought, a sudden gasp came from behind her, and a cat like creature who had wings and other bat like features was standing staring at her wide eyed. "Are you the lion lady from the stories my mother would tell me? Moht, that's your name right?" The stranger asked, she was big, but not nearly as big as Moht, and she had brown and black patches covering a body that seemed to be mainly white, she had determined red eyes that shined a vibrant red colour, and wings that were a cooler red one, dark and similar to the browns. Moht stared down at her, finally free to think of something. Hold on, how am I even alive right now, didn't I like- get my neck snapped or something? And while I'm at it, why don't I question how this mortal knows my name, and what 'stories' she's talking about, last time I checked, there were no stories ever written about me Moht stopped her thoughts, had it really found her so useful as to use some of its valuable power to bring her back from her very demise, was her encounter with Mogey even real, or just her imagination reliving an experience that never happened, but felt familiar enough as if it had? "Yes, I'm Moht" She answered after a moments silence, her mind still rushing, how had she not remembered dying sooner? And now that she did, how dare Bliz leave her to die when he had the strength to stop her death. They left me to die, so I'll rise again, just like a phoenix, rise from the ashes of my own death, and my plan? It all starts with this mortal She fixed her gaze onto the mortal, she wasn't done yet, and by the looks of it, she wouldn't be done for a very long time to come. Happy endings never last forever, hope you know that, Bliz, because that battle? It was only the beginning of what I have planned...
