i had a dream i was dying ! ( open + first kill +power discovery )

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px;][justify][size=8][font=arial]He was angry. So, so angry. At first the young male had not even noticed it, the churning, boiling feeling that started in the pits of his stomach. And then it spread like a disease, using his veins as a highway as they infected his young, naive mind. It only got more intense - the sight of a happy family or two people in love enough to fill him with contempt and jealousy and even a bit of self-hatred. Forgingcub wanted a happy family! His parents had been in love before he came, they had been together. And they were supposed to live happily ever after once Toni gave birth to Forge and his siblings. But they hadn't. His mother had died before any child passed from the womb and into the new world, and the children had been cut out like cancerous tumors.

Was that what he was? A tumor? a sickness? Was he supposed to perish alongside his mother? Maybe, because it certainly would have been a lot better than being dumped here to live with stranger while the rest of the litter got to kick it with Pops. That made him angry to, made him bubble and boil like hot lava.

But all these things also terrified him. It was another being had possessed him, this rage. It was separate from his consciousness, subtly influencing his actions. And as the days went on, its influenced grew ever stronger. He had no close friends, and he was not close to any of his remaining family. he didn't have anyone but this sentient hatred that was growing within him.

And today, well, today it finally showed its ugly face.

There was a stranger on the border. Forgingcub could smell it. No... No there were two strangers. The youth remembered Imperialstar's warning about trespassers, so the four moon old child altered his course to intercept them. The sight disgusted him: young lovers perusing through enemy territory, completely infatuated with one another. It only stoked that fire burning in his heart. "Who are you?" Forge demanded, already larger than the domestic strangers even though he was just a kid.

The couple was startled, having been oblivious to the liger cub's presence until he had spoken. The larger one spoke first, clearly annoyed at being interrupted. "Nico, and this is Avery. What do you want?" the large domestic replied in a strong tone, clearly trying to exert some dominance over the hulking cub.

And well, to save some of the more gory details and because Roman's phone was dying, let's just say a fight had broken out. The pair had no intentions of joining, nor did they want to leave either. And so, unleashing the fury he'd been harboring since his birth, Forgingcub killed both of them. Their bodies were strewn about: the quieter one named Avery had been disemboweled, organs strewn about the pavement while the larger one, Nico, had been decapitated and all but broken in half.

Forge was bewildered, struck dumb by what he had just done. When did he get so much strength? How could he do something like that? And why... Why did he kill them? Oh no...

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px;][justify][size=8][font=arial]Voices shook him from his reverie, his limbs suddenly regaining feeling and he could move again. The growing predator took one last look at the carnage he had created and the blood staining his already bright-red pelt before finding the faces of those present. For a moment, Forgingcub couldn't even be overjoyed at the presence of his idol and his closest friend-of-sorts. He was just so ashamed he had let the rage take over. that he had killed those people. People. They were people! But none of the others were horrified, so maybe it wasn't as bad as he was making it out to be? Regardless, the demeanor of his clanmates did nothing to ease his guilt.

Noting his own melancholy, the orphan forced an attentive look on his features, and a mildly fearful one as well so that it looked like he was listening more than he was. Well, Forgingcub was listening, he just forgot how to react like a normal person. It was useful information, so the liger cub made note of it. He didn't even want to imagine what would happen in the scenario Imperialstar was bringing up. Wait, Imperialstar was here! Forge, had he not already been so skilled at controlling which emotions he expressed ( save for anger, of course ), would have been jumping for joy in the current moment.

"Thank you, sir. And Miss Rainpaw, too!" he chirped, forgetting about all the same and rage and other more complex emotions he'd been experiencing only moments before. "I'll keep that in mind." too bad the kills had been, more or less, an accident.