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Pet Name: Tasuza
The Cinderpaw clan is just one of many clans that inhabit the land of Vespyra. The fur color and markings are determined by the environmental conditions of the biome. The Cinderpaws, a nomadic clan, are unlike other clans with a monarchy. The leadership of the clan is determined by the near impossible Huilon trials. The participants can challenge the trial in solo or in a mated pair. It is a great honor to defeat the challenge. Conversely, it is a great dishonor to your lineage if you do not complete the trial. Only those who are sure they can better the tribe should ever challenge the trials. Tasuza, orphaned when his parents perished to the trials, has been an outcast since.
The sun beamed down on the Cinderpaw nomads. "It's been days since we've had water...hopefully we can find a watering hole soon" Tasuza thought to himself as he looked ahead at the vast desert. Keeping up with the adults was difficult. His small paws would sink easily into the sand, making it hard to walk. A gust of wind blew stinging sand into his eyes and mouth. He has grown accustomed to the feeling of grit in his mouth so he stifled spitting to conserve body water. The sun kissing the horizon as it fell was a welcomed relief on his hot fur. "We will stop here for the night" Said the leader with a booming voice, peering over the mass of cats and glaring at Tasuza. "Lyrion is so full of himself..." Tasuza chuffed to himself. Tasuza once looked up to Lyrion. A friend of his parents, Lyrion was always so kind to him and Tasuza eventually thought of him as an older brother or second father. Ever since the trials, however, Lyrion has treated him with contempt as per tribe customs.
The life of an exiled cub is not all bad. There is a lot of time to think when you're in the back of the pride. Often he wonders what life must be like beyond the desert. Surely it must end although he's never seen anything but dust and vast expanse. "I wonder if other tribes have these stupid trials..." He has often thought to himself when he thinks of leaving his shunning tribe. The desert is unforgiving to an inexperienced cub. Even the most weathered of tribe members often do not come back when they venture into the sands alone.
A life of solitude is not what Tasuza had in mind when he was younger. Some cubs would try talking with him from time to time but were quickly silenced by their parents "Sh. Keep your maw shut" They'd snap "Failures of the trial and their offspring are not to be trifled with". He thought he would grow accustomed to their sting over time. However, nothing can dull the pain of loneliness "Tonight is the night...I have to leave...there has to be better out there than this misery..."
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