Ugh, here we go again. Kopalover's gonna try a chapter fiction again. Give me feedback, I need to improve my writing.
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Her paws tapped the ground, and the rain pelted her fur. All around her, the blood of her former pride was being washed away. No tears were shedding and the blood on her paws was clinging to her fur. It had to be done, they all had the disease except her. The brain killing disease that kills you from the inside out. Slowly and painfully.
It had to be done, she wanted them to feel no pain and die quickly. Many thanked her, many attacked back. Though, they didn't attack very well. As most of their eyesight was depleted and could only see shadows. Their muscles wouldn't allow them to hit properly. They could still talk, as this disease doesn't affect the way they talk, so their screams in pain could still be heard.
This is when the tears started forming, the last two people she had to kill were her own two parents. They lay there with smiles on their faces.
"It's okay dear. Do it, we will be at peace. No more pai-" Her mother was cut-off and she gripped her liver. "Do it, Brea, do it now!" She ordered, as Brea brought her paw up high, and swatted it down quickly at her mothers neck. Her mother lay there, neck cut open, eyes closed and dead. Lifeless and cold.
Her father smiled, "Stay strong, Brea. We will always be there for you." Pointing at her heart. "In there." As his arm flopped down, she nodded. "Let me be at peace aswell. With your beautiful mother." With a smile, he stopped and licked her cheek.
Brea now had tears streaming down her face. Again, she brought her paw up in the air. This time, her father leaned his head back and started humming the lullaby, her lullaby. The one he sang when she was a baby. With a quick movement, she brought her paw down onto him. The humming stopped, along with his heart.
Brea stepped back and looked at what she had done. Everyone she knew, was gone. All she had reminding her of them, was the cut down her back. Not only did she kill her family, she killed her best friend and mate aswell. She was left with no one. No one to comfort her, no one to protect her from evil, no one to be with on her journey to a new pride. Nothing, nothing was leftists