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Kotori's blood splattered figure shuffled forward to a soundless beat. His half white face caked in blood while his black pelt held the scent of corpses. In the small crevice off the side of a rocky surface was a she-cat with each of her limbs broken from a fall. Perfect prey to test out his torture, he was lucky she hadn't broken her neck too on the fall down. But it's what they always say, cats land on their feet and when a cat falls off a cliff that's not exactly a good thing. His paws tip toed over her shoulder as he dragged honey over his cuts and scrapes, curiously watching as her body alone heaved and squirmed as his touch. She was dead anyways, paralyzed in almost every way possible, no medicine cat was going to fix her. The merciful thing would have been to kill her, but how was that going to serve him well if he wanted to test out just how well he could torment.
The she-cat let out another horrified scream, Kotori's ears were already starting to get a ringing sound from how much she had been screaming. He had originally considering slitting her throat, but how was he supposed to ask the she-cat her pain level if he did that? His ears pinned against his head, "Can you stop doing that? Some league cats going to get extremely annoyed with me that I can't make my victim shut up," His voice was naturally sarcastic with a hint of arrogance resonating his voice.
"What are you doing?" A small voice came from behind Kotori, where a small she-kit stood. Kasdeya-chan, nearly six moons, with her mismatched eyes and mottled fur, didn't seem horrified. Instead, she seemed rather morbidly curious, watching the tom loom over the broken she-cat. Her head tilted slightly, she met Kotori's gaze, unafraid and intrigued.
Kotori looked over his shoulder, "I'm trying to come up with new torture techniques. Sorry, if the noise was disturbing you, Kasdeya-ty I mean Kasdeya-chan."
His gaze moved across the small nook he had dragged the she-cat in before carefully lifting up a stone to pull out a massive looking spider. He allowed it to crawl up his leg and past his shoulder. One of the perks about being a Regime cat was the fact that encountering insects was apart of life including some knowledge about traits each insect had. Not that a spider was an insect.
"Gross." Kasdeya-chan moved closer, lifting a paw to touch the broken she-cat in front of her. "Who is she? Are you gonna make her eat the spider or somethin'? Did you break all her bones or did you find her like this?"
"Oh I found her like this, Honestly I'm pretty small, not well built for battle and between you and me. And I mean it, I'll make you eat spiders if you tell, but. I actually... I faint at the sight of blood. When I'm on the battle field I suffocate my victims, people think I'm extra cruel for making them go through that, but in reality I'm just afraid everyone will see what a wuss I am that if someone bleeds I'll just pass out. But torture, that I can handle. So right now I'm testing out what makes this current victim tick," Kotori explained.
