Kissingpaw had been recently interested in fighting animals. She was holding a mouse beneath her rough paw pads, a small grin on her maw. As she lifted the poor creature, it began squeaking. "Aw.... Too bad I have some plans for you." The apprentice stated, shoving the mouse in a cage that she had conjured up. Next, Kissingpaw conjured up a knife and reached into the cage, cutting nicks into the mouse's ears, to make it look a little more scary.
But that wasn't the worst part. She had built a small arena, centered by metal crates, so the mice couldn't bite their way through to freedom. The First Tier began putting a bunch of mice in the arena, watching them start to look around before she conjured up a lizard and put it in there with the mice. She smirked when the lizard chased after the critters.