Storming Night
This Gang is located in a wide forest, surrounded in trees and bushes. The grass runs soft and bright green. As beautiful as it is though, only Storming Night and the prey live here.

Leader: Skiv
Mistress (Leader's mate, also the leader):
Harbinger (Second in command): Sita
Warriors: Nalleya, Atsumi, Mau, Venus, Kopa
Pups:
Slaves:
{Unfolding--Horror}
IP: 108.222.124.144

The cougar had been practically running Storming Night in Skiv and Sita's absence. Her and Kozu had had their first litter a year and a half ago, her sons were almost full grown and completely independent. Revillet would be gone for days at a time, only to come back with food for his parents and flowers, gems or shells for his mother. Acid Rain, on the other hand, was oddly cold to the family and visited rarely. Nalleya almost felt herself feeling ill about her son. He spent too much time with that evil-plotting dragon of his. She just didn't like, and sooner or later... she would end up saying it.

Revillet was prowling around the gang lands, a good deal away from the densite. His smaller body kept him light on his feet as he stalked his prey; a buck just over the ridge. His tan fur blended in perfectly with the tall grass and heather, and the shadow of a tree helped his camouflage. Rev's gold eyes were locked on his target as he thought, /I'm sorry that I plan to kill you, but I need to keep my family well fed./ The young adult was kind hearted and naturally didn't like hunting because he was killing an innocent animal. He graced forward, paw after paw. He was about two meters away when he leaped, claws sinking into the shoulders of the deer. It shrieked in pain and shock, buckling under the weight of the feline on its back. Rev lunged for the carotid artery to make his kill. He closed his eyes, afraid he'd be drawn to look at the deer's eyes as it died. He wouldn't be able to bear that.

When Revillet returned, his mother was sleeping and his father and brother were no where in sight. He dragged the kill into the den and sat down, panting. Doing this nearly three times a week had made the boy's muscles hard and strong, even Rev didn't know his own power. And he probably looked a lot more... buff... since he'd last seen Acid Rain.

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