King of the Sand -Open-

[SORA :D]

I grunted a laugh. It seemed as if King and I were friends. Memories from before the attack flooded my thoughts. My mom wasn't frightened to be left alone, my dad wasn't overprotective. Tamara and I were the only ones who managed to recover from that night. We now stayed at Chad's den, as a precaution. Life just wasn't...normal. Thats very kind of you. I said, looking at the ground. If I'm not too much of bother, I'd enjoy staying with you.

[EmilyColeman]

"Royal. Home now, son" Winks said, appearing behind Royal.
"Thanks for feeding him, King" I smiled.
Tamara sauntered up.
"Get lost kid" She scoffed to her youger brother.
"TaMara, home before dark" I instructed, turning round and waiting for Royal.

[SORA :D]

I was shaken from my dream come true, by my father ordering me home. My sister really didn't help. She thought herself better than me, when she really wasn't. I grumbled and stuck my tail between my legs as I slowly walked away. I hoped King's offer still stood. I was going to need a place to stay every now and then. I glared at Tamara as she called me kid. I was really sick of her.

[EmilyColeman]

"Yeah, love you too" I grunted as Royal walked past.
The males trotted off and I was left with King.
"Sorry ... you probably hate me now" I said, shurgging.

[SORA :D]

step after step, i felt anger building. My dad just didn't understand. The only time he actually talked me, was when he was scolding me for doing so on and so forth. Tamara and I had nothing in common. She was the over achiever, and i was...well...a disappointment. I kept walking in th setting sun, the last bits of light eliminating the ground. I tried to stay silent, in case Tamara was following. That little devil. I don't know what i did to make her dislike me so much, but it doesn't mater what i say or do, she always puts me down. So I've just given up trying to impress her. The den wasn't far, and i intended to take all the time i wanted to get there. A rock by the den was calling my name. I climbed up on it, and curled up in a ball. I put my head on my paws, and a tear fell from my eye. *why cant things be normal again?*

[loki]

I stood quietly as the adult cheetah ordered the cubs to go home. My eyes flashed, missing them almost instantly. Loyals face was etched in my mind, and I growled at the sheer rudeness in his dad. Right before he left, king whispered quietly to Loyal only: "you can come back later".

King turned and padded back to his den, fuming, even from Tamara's sassy tounge.

[SORA :D]

My rock was cool, and now slightly damp from tears. I didn't usually cry, but it felt like my chance of normality was ripped away from me. It was the one thing I wanted. Nothing I could say to myself would make me feel any better. I kept and ear open for Tamara to come and call me a baby, or something. Then I remembered what King had said. I would go, but only after my dad was asleep.

[loki]

King made his way to his den. At first, it reeked, smelling of decay and scat. But he found many ways to improve it. He had laced the shelves with mint leaves, and had put in some tiger Lilly's, filling up a crack buried deep between a shelf. The sandy floor was smooth, and thechamber was huge. The entrence tunnel was short, but small, easy for no bigger felines to get in.