Fight back, she attacked me first!
From Create Your Own Story
"Fine, you wanna fight. I'll give you a fight!" You hiss and swipe under her paw, raking your claws
along her throat. Blood spatters your whiskers. She let's out a weak gasp and collapses on the river bank. You bow your head and return to a siting position as her breathing slows. The queens blue eyes lock on her tabby kit, nose buried in her dead father's soaked fur. Wind blows the trees, making their branches sway in the warm breeze above you.
