This is the story of the violent cat demon. Yeah, she may appear nice but she is acts on violence. Her life is strict as in her tribe she is the one who will probably become chief and lead the tribe. So a lot of pressure is put on her and she takes it out on others through violence. But she is a good person, well in a demon sense. She doesn't out right show kindness and is shy about it which conflicts with her violent nature and love of watching violence. Yes she has always been like this, violent but kind in her own way. She never had any friends either, since most stayed away from her as she was so violent and couldn't handle her. Obcasus, the world of the demons, was her birth land as she lived in a nomadic tribe of cat demons. Ah! There she goes now, wandering through the desert with her cat ears and tail covered from the beating sun. 

"How did I get myself talked into this mess?" I complained as I dragged my feet through the sand. Just an few hours ago I was in paradise sleeping when the village awoke me. As a purrfect cat demon, I hate being woken up so of course I became angry at them. They were arguing over something stupid, again. I swear nothing gets done in our tribe, and they say we're one of the most powerful of all the demons. They wouldn't stop yelling, so I came out here where it is nice and quiet. Now to just find some rock formation that will provide me some sun. 

 I'm usually the best at finding awesome napping spots and never nap in the same place twice outside the village. You can never be too careful on this planet, everyone is after each others throats. Not that I mind that of course, it adds excitement to my life and I can watch fights everyday if I'm lucky. But I hate that I have to cover my ears for their protection from the sun, I can't hear any of my surroundings it's so frustrating!

I glared at the sand before I felt a tap on my shoulder and by reflex I swing my fist knocking the person behind me right below the jaw. I watched as the person flew up into the air high until he - I think it's a he- landed face first in the sand. I just stood there as I let out a few pants from being a bit shocked at someone tapping me on the shoulder. I'm not use to someone touching me, let alone gently. The person didn't move at all so I just stared at them until I looked them over from the distance we were at. I blinked as I used my demonic eyes that allowed me to see a persons heart and inner self, an ability that is really rare or so I've been told. 

"He's not a demon, the heart is too pure for that. But he isn't a normal being with his inner strength from what I could see. But he definitely passed out." I internally high fived myself and turned around to walk away but I looked back and he wasn't moving at all. For some reason I turned back and walked towards the corpse like guy. What am I doing? I can just leave him here to die but, he seems interesting. A large smile came across my face as I grabbed the person by his collar. I brought my hand back and then started to repeatedly strike him across both of his cheeks until he woke up.