EBC: Santino - Fire Empire

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BEFORE JOINING:

    Born in what could be the last litter of his parents Santino and his sister were born in a cold dawn of early winter. His sister was a runt and as soon as their mother noticed that she wouldn't live much she refused to feed her, their human owner didn't wanted to lose a cub even if a runt so it gave her to another female that would soon give birth and she adopted the the poor cub. He don't have any memory of his sister and he wouldn't ever recognize she again just by looking.

    His cub-hood wasn't the most exciting, with no other cubs around to play most of the time he was able only to watch the fighters in the arena, he knew one day it would be his turn just like his elder brothers and sisters, who he actually never meet. But two in special were the stars of his favorites stories: Tobias and Avita, the golden siblings. His lynx friend, a retired fighter and breeder, told him about they all the time, she said that from all the fighters she had ever seen before they were certainly the best in existence.

    As he aged his training started, but with no cub-hood friends to practice basic fight and even hunt, Santino's training took longer than normal. Once he was able to fight he was putted in combat with other starters, he was promisor, he own most of the battles he was in but not without getting a new scar. But as he lit in battles his health got worse and worse, he didn't have much time to recover from injuries and rest so day last day he started losing fights and his owner money. His Human got furious and tried to sell him, but no one seemed to be interested in a broken cat, with no more use for him it decided to kill the poor Serval, but instead of just cut his throat off and gave him a fast death it would hang him in order to later sell his pelt later.

    It was a normal day to Santino, he was on his cage waiting for his food, and then he spotted his human pass through the door with a rope in his hand but it didn't looked like his usual leash ... it didn't matters, that rope mean that he would have to fight again, he was exhausted and still recovering from the last battle, no surprise: he lost. The Human opened the cage and let the feline walk for some time, he didn't dropped the rope and San watched his mouth in search of an explanation. The human called him to put the rope around his neck as always and so did the cat, but this time it was different it didn't moved, the cat begun to suspect but it was too late he felt his body being raised and his throat being strangled, he squirmed trying to get free but the human was strong, his vision begun to get blurred and without thinking twice he begun to claw his own throat hoping to find the rope, the human tryed to stop him but he would just get stricken its solution was tighten even more, the Serval didn't had much time left, took by desperation he ripped even more his neck leaving some wounds that would never disappear, but he also freed himself.

    Wroth he inched right in the human's face targeting it's eyes, but his impulse was so strong that the human hit his head on the room wall and got unconscious, but San's rage was so big that he didn't noticed at first, just when his paws were covered by his owner blood he noticed it haven't yelled or so. The others were right, humans are miserable creatures who only think in themselves. He ignored the human body in the corner of the room and noticed he was free, he could escape but not like this, he was covered in blood of his own too, he knew he lost too much already and was still weak of his previous fight, his priority was to get clean and treat the wounds and only then flee.

    Lucky him his owner was single, he had the house all his but not for many time until others begun to suspect. He went to the *impluvium and dived, the water begun to get red and Santino felt his body light, once he cleaned the blood he noticed the damaged he had don’t to himself, his throat was skinned and he had no idea from what to do, he was only one year old he didn't hat much life knowledge, but then he remembered as some fighters had bandages around the body and some had blood smudge, so he had an idea, he remembered to saw some human's cloth in the corner of the room, he turned himself to there to make sure it wasn't only his imagination, it was there. Slowly he got out of the water and shook to remove excess, before he started to bleed he found a small piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around his neck, he expected it to stop the bleeding or at least let it leisurely.

((OOC: *impluvium: Basically a pool that receive rainwater; water storage))

    He was starving but he would have to eat later now it was his better opportunity to escape, it was daybreak so most of the humans were still on their homes. He left the house watchful, would have to be cautious because his body wouldn't let him run, his attention wasn't turned to humans though but in their companions referred as Hunters. Entering in alleys and often taking the longer way Santino left the human city with no major problems but himself. For the first time he saw a forest and he wasn't sure from what to expect, the more similar experience he ever had it was when he played in a house's garden, but without many choices he began to enter. He walked for days and days, lost in his own steps, looking for others, eventually hunting but without any experience and injured it was hard to find something that wasn't already rotten, he ate mostly insects.

    After 13 days he collapsed, neither his body or mind could stand such a fatigue any longer. The next time he woke up was on a strange den, he couldn't move, his limbs seemed to weigh tons, his eyes scanned the place on time to spot a white Lynx "He is awake" he said to someone behind Santino he wanted to talk but was he tried to speak he got surprised to cough out and see the familiar red liquid "Don't try, you will not be able to talk for a while but can assure you that you are not mute." he didn't understand at first but he decided to trust the Lynx but before closing his eyes and rest he heard the other male last words "Welcome to Fire Empire" 

AFTER JOINING:

    After something about a moon recovering the young Serval was once again able to speak normally and all the others body functions and though his neck wounds have already begun to heal and even Claudius saying that it was not necessary anymore he still wear the cloth around his neck, now that it was washed and free of blood it comforted San. He was invited by Soren the current leader to join his Empire, and grateful he accepted. He received another moon to get used with the Empire life, seeing that during his first moon he barely left the Healer's den. 

    Three moons passed since he joined officially the Empire, he was made an Apprentice and Soren assigned him a mentor, but once the training started Santino begun to question himself, did he wanted all that to start again? Certainly no, he was a good fighter but he didn't had many good memories of this time, so instead of a training afternoon San could be seen often entering and then leaving the Healer's den, the only two felines that he actually interacted with were Claudius the Healed and his apprentice Kinza the Jaguar, that had a missed limb, and for that he was constantly and politely offering help, some things are easier to do when you are full limbed.

    Soren died, Claudius was missing, and Santino was unstable. The whole Empire was somewhat sorrowful some more than others, San didn't had much time to know both Lynx that much so he kept to himself his condolences. After the Empire recovered from its loss Santino begun now more than never to help Kinza, but as soon as the temporary Healer arrived he thought in better occupy his mind with something else since the Healer, Bird, didn't look much friendly.

    The Serval wasn't taking his training uprightly and the new Leader, Andromeda, noticed. Once Kinza's training was over Santino was invited to become her apprentice, and although he didn't had a natural knowledge of healing he showed interest for such a beautiful art, as he says.

    His training lasted for a long time and it was close to being completed, but Santino knows that being a healer is an eternal learning and even with he thinking to be far away from becoming one, he was "technically" ready. With the advent of the huge war, Empires attacking the human's city and the Bounty Hunters healers were more than ever needed, staying in the outposts and getting ready for all the tipes of damage a cat can make on other. A real disaster, San had to deal with death more than he was used to, the problem isn't the death itself, but the fact that after doing anything possible to save a fellow it came the same way. He lost more lives that he would like to admit, but with the past of the time he understood that the war experience was exactly what he need, at first he believed to be a failure, useless, but then he noticed that the pieces were insignificant compared to the total. He learned more things that day that in almost his entire time of training, the war was in some perspective necessary for his personal and professional improvement.

SUMMARY:
(Still thinking if I'm actually doing it)

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