imbecillam ran through the forest, her large tail draping behind her, hissing filled the forest behind her, as she darted around bushes and trees, she picked up a good speed and whipped her head around, watching as the royal gaurds bolted after her, she stopped at a large bush, leaping inside and watching the village warriors run near with their daggers out. One grunted, maybe it was the leader? imbecillam wondered as out of nowhere a large full grown bell kitty leaped out of the bushes, leaping at one of the guards. taking it down with a swift blow and grabbing her silver and black staff before turning to the bush as the gaurds ran off.

"Come out." she demanded calmly. imbecillam came out of the bush slowly, with her head draped down. "what is your name young rebel?" she asked. "Imbecillam." she whispered. "Speack up." the cat demanded. "Imbecillam!" she told her. "Imbecillam?" she asked as the young cat nodded to the skilled one. "Weak one?" she asked, and the young cat nodded. "I-its latin." she told her and the older one nodded. "come." she told her as she wipped around and darted through the forest until the two reached a large cave, decorated with silver. "Welcome." she whispered as the young cat gulped, following the elder one inside. the older one struck a match and lit a lantern, then more and more. "I am Baclum, it means staff in latin." she told her, looking down at her large staff.

Imbecillam sighed, sitting on a rock. "What do you want with me?" she squeaked as Baclum walked over to a stump, she whispered something that she could not understand, and the top of the stump lifted off, she grabbed a green elixir and padded over to imbecillam. "Im going to make you stronger." she told her, addressing the young cat's name. she handed the elixir to the cat. She sniffed it and scrunched her nose. "drink it, and you will be strong." she told her. The young cat held it up to her mouth, took a breath, and gulped it down. her heart started to race, her paws flinched, and she squeaked as a vine sprung up her side. "w-what is this?" she asked. "You can control plants now." she told her.

imbecillam stood, running around the den as a trail of ferns followed her. She whipped around with a smile on her face, and the warrior laughed. you will need a staff." she told her, turning towards a chest. and flipping it open. Imbecillam bolted over, there were gold ones, silver ones, and ones with feathers all over them, but as she digged around she found the staff for her, it was brown with a large pink rose on top. "This one!" she exclaimed, pulling it out.


Imbecillam and Baclum raced through the forest, baclum had trained the young cat in her ways, and taught her to control her powers. They bolted around the trees, catching up to a group of gaurds as they swung around, but out of nowhere, a large gaurd leaped at Baclum, pinning her down, swinging his sword up, and-
Imbecillam watched her reflection, as plants grew around her as she morned for the loss of her beloved mentor. she cried quietly into the pond, as she leaped up to the sound of metal scratching. she whipped around and saw a gaurd approaching her, she started cowering backwards, but her paw poked the water and she stumbled. She would have to fight.

Imbecillam leaped forward, bowling him blown, and taking him by surprise. he slashed and she leaped back, he leaped at her, but she whipped to the side, taking him by surprise again. he hissed as she wrapped him in vines, connecting him to a tree, he hissed and slashed but it was no use. "I subside warrior, but please, what is your name?" he asked, intreaged. "I-i am... Baclum."
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