with quiet pawsteps and silent murmurs marking our entrance, we will arrive. claws will flash and jaws will close, ripping, tearing, murdering anything in our way.

but until then, we wait.

screams of battle and begs for mercy will block out any other sound. we will work together, united as one under the leadership of our violent king. nobody will beat us.

but until then, we wait.

with the grass colored red from feline blood, we will take down the cat made of flames. he will fall to the forest floor and our violent king will rip out his throat, turning nerves and muscle to useless shreds.

but until then, we wait.

guts and gore will be splattered across the land, staining our teeth and paws crimson. our violent king will take his throne at last and turn us all to gods. we will control the sky, the dirt, the water and everything else.

but until then, we wait.

because we are followers of tigerstar, the violent king, and his followers must remain patient.

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ft. my au/headcanon thing where tigerstar promises to make the df cats "gods" of sorts so they become loyal to him

(goddammit im sorry if i offend anyone with my cat aus)