Post by Qaletaqa on Jun 6, 2016 10:46:40 GMT -5
Here he stood once again in the middle of the forest that was little over a mile from the cave that he and his mate Zahara had claimed as their den. It had been in this very forest that Qaletaqa had done a fair bit of his training even before meeting his mate. Since the both of them had come to accept one another as the most important thing to each other he had done even more training in this forest due to its close proximity to the den. It still wasn't enough though that much had been made clear some time ago.
Since he had met Zahara and found this cave together with another beast clansmen Qaletaqa had been battling against other spiritual entities more often than he had been prior to meeting her. During most of the battles that he had been involved in though since that time he had been the one that was on the receiving end of defeat. It wasn't easy for him to admit for he although wise when compared to other Beast clansmen he was still a tad bit prideful.
His pride though had gotten him injured and brought him near death far to many times now. The last time he had barely been abnle to survive. Having pieces of his body cut clean off from the majority and then taken away from him. It was only by chance that some blue haired furless arrived and stopped his bleeding. Not only that, but by some sort of magic she caused his removed limbs to regrow rather quickly.
After that he had blacked out and the next thing he knew he was back in what the furless called Soul Society. He only found out that he was back in the spiritual world after wondering about through the area that he had awoken up in. He realized that he had been in the area before which led to him finding his way back to the den and enjoying a much needed sleep with Zahara. He knew that he wasn't going to be lucky forever and it was time to start training for real so that he could protect himself and Zahara when the time came.
Since he had met Zahara and found this cave together with another beast clansmen Qaletaqa had been battling against other spiritual entities more often than he had been prior to meeting her. During most of the battles that he had been involved in though since that time he had been the one that was on the receiving end of defeat. It wasn't easy for him to admit for he although wise when compared to other Beast clansmen he was still a tad bit prideful.
His pride though had gotten him injured and brought him near death far to many times now. The last time he had barely been abnle to survive. Having pieces of his body cut clean off from the majority and then taken away from him. It was only by chance that some blue haired furless arrived and stopped his bleeding. Not only that, but by some sort of magic she caused his removed limbs to regrow rather quickly.
After that he had blacked out and the next thing he knew he was back in what the furless called Soul Society. He only found out that he was back in the spiritual world after wondering about through the area that he had awoken up in. He realized that he had been in the area before which led to him finding his way back to the den and enjoying a much needed sleep with Zahara. He knew that he wasn't going to be lucky forever and it was time to start training for real so that he could protect himself and Zahara when the time came.