[ramattra]

Alexander had been sleeping peacefully, dreaming of what life would be like if he wasn't a heir to the king's throne. A loud growl jolted him awake from his slumber. He quickly recognized the growl belonging to his father. "Today's the day, Alexander." Alexander realized what the statement meant and a mix of adrenaline, fear, and worry rushed through his veins. He slipped out of his bed and pawed his way over to his father. "Be at the tournament court in 5 minutes." Alexander nodded. His father left the young Apocalyptica's room to let him prepare. Alexander quickly grabbed something to eat from the last hunt's pile. He began on his way to the tournament court. "Today's the day, Alexander" the horrific statement repeated in his head. He shook his head, clearing the thought away. "I will win. I will be king." he said to himself. Alexander arrived at the tournament court, peeking in to see the whole colony gathered to watch the fight. The Apocalyptica walked over to face his father, seconds feeling like hours. His father saw him and got in a battle stance, ready to pounce. Alexander copied his father's pose and waited for the announce to begin. All eyes were on him and his father. "This is the fight for the throne and the king's hoard. Is the heir and king ready?" Alexander and his father, the king, nodded. "Then begin!" Alexander threw himself at the king, claws out and the fight began.