Tikara | Subordinate Female

    Tikara was born into a mob that firmly believed in every 'kat for himself. Survival of the fittest. Natural selection... those sort of things. When her litter of two was born, her mother immediately chose Kirara, Tikara's twin sister, as her favorite pup. And ever since then, Tikara hated them both.
    Honestly, she wouldn't of minded it if the favoritism wasn't so obvious. Their mother would only settle to feed based on Kirara's needs, would give Kirara a thorough grooming and Tikara only an absent minded lick or two, would only show Kirara how to forage properly, and the list continued. Their mother would go on and on about how great of a leader Kirara was going to be, and this caused Kirara to act negatively to her sister that she now viewed as dirt.
    As the months went on, Tikara couldn't help the hatred and jealousy building inside her towards her sister. But any time she would slip up in front of her mob mates, she would be made fun of or teased because of her feelings. Their mother was the worst, as she would drag out these teasings for days- And if Tikara dared confront her about it, she would be punished. This, of course, only made things worse...
    It was a beautiful day. Hardly a cloud could be spotted, and it wasn't as hot as it usually was. For once, Tikara was in a good mood. Her mother sent out lead calls, and she began her way from the burrow only to be nearly knocked over by Kirara. Charging after her, she sank her fangs into the base of Kirara's tail and bit down, but their mother was immediately at the scene. She grabbed Tikara by the neck, pulling her off of her sister then throwing her aside. "If you ever lay a fang on Kirara again, I'll chase you from this mob myself..." she hissed, and Tikara bristled, taken aback by her mother's harshness. She had never actually [i]hurt Tikara until just then, and it scared her.
    She turned from Tikara and continued leading her snickering mob mates to forage. Kirara made sure to fall back a little so she could rub Tikara's punishment in her face, but her sister was already running ahead. The group finally reached their regular foraging spot, and Kirara searched for her sister among the digging bodies. Ah... over by the bush, she thought, a smirk beginning to split her face.
    Kirara bounded over to Tikara, who was halfway visible. Her rigid actions showed she was onto a bug, and so Kirara dove beside her, forcing from her own hole and taking the beetle that Tikara had dug up. She backed out form the hole, munching down the beetle with a sneer while Tikara stared at her in disbelief. Obviously, their mother was watching intently.
    That was it. This would be the last day that her sister had stolen her meal, laughed in her face, and got her in trouble. Tikara tensed, reminding herself of all the times that her sister and mother had done her wrong, and finally, with a shriek of rage that had built inside her since she could barely walk, she was upon Kirara.
    The two were nearly invisible in the cloud of dust they kicked up. Their mother bounded over, but stopped to observe... she wanted to see who would win. Kirara latched onto Tikara's neck, flipping her onto her back. Tikara chittered wildly, but her sister didn't let go... and their mother didn't bother to interfere. She began seeing black spots, and slowly relaxed, and began to slide into unconsciousness.
    Tikara's eyes shot open. No. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction... She'd rather die. A mighty kick to Kirara's stomach sent her scattering backwards, and Tikara wasted no time jumping back onto her sister. She latched onto her ear, ripping back and forth until she tasted blood. Kirara screamed, shaking her sister off- but Tikara latched onto the base of her tail once more, feeling her fangs sink deep into her flesh...
    A set of teeth clamped onto Tikara's spine, trying to remove her from Kirara- but she refused to let go. Kirara screeched in pain and finally Tikara was pried from her sister and thrown aside. She spat out Kirara's skin and fur before turning around. She expected to see her furious mother charging towards her, but instead, she was fussing over Kirara. The entire mob was staring at the three, watching their motto play out infront of them.
    Tikara turned away from her mob just in time to see her mother starting towards her. Knowing she was no match for the witch, she bolted. But she wasn't fast enough- Her mother caught up and grabbed her. Tikara yelped as she felt her mother's fangs in her back- these were no punishing bites. They were meant to hurt- meant to evict.
    Somehow, she managed to escape, but her mother was on her trail until Tikara was well over her own border. She slowed, and eventually turned around. Tikara paused, watching her much hated 'mother' leave. With an angry huff, she continued on her way. Regret or homesickness didn't bother this she-kat one bit as she began her search for a new home.