A harsh voice addresses you from somewhere on your right as you walk through the night air. You ignore it, unable to understand its words. You can faintly smell something burning, and it seems unusually dry in the area--you're more concerned with this than by the voice. Then voice then snaps again, nearer, "Halt!" This time, able to distinguish the word, you obey, immediately wary.
You stand there, nervous despite anything you tell yourself. Who could be there? You wonder, but unfortunately don't have time to think up an answer, as immediately after this thought an amazingly bright Raveen Kat bursts onto the path, glaring with a kind of devilish delight on its face. You jump back. It's so bright, compared to the night sky! Its skin resembles lava... Gradually, your eyes adjust. This must be a Sun Kat. Coat made of fire... Yes, this was it.
Your eyes involuntarily narrow. You wouldn't let it tear you apart for just 'trespassing.' This was public property! You glare at it, and it back to you. "Who are you?" you demand. "Why have you intruded? It was a peaceful walk!"
It doesn't hesitate a moment. "You think you are in a position to demand something from me?" he growls.
You're about to retaliate when you hear a crackling noise. Flicking your eyes around, you suddenly realize that wherever the kat has walked, the trail is flaming! You move to put it out, momentarily forgetting the kat.
You don't get far. As you start for the nearest patch in an attempt to put it out, it... growls?
"Stupid human," the young cub remarks in an insulting voice. "Can't tell fire from a kat." He shakes his head in mock disapproval.
You tremble with rage. The brat! But you dare not make a move toward it with its elder behind you.
He walks around you with an expression plainly stating, "this thing doesn't deserve my time." Your eyes follow him, enraged. If this were to happen at all, it should be happening to him!
You're through with this. "Brat!" you spit at him.
He doesn't turn, but a small rabbit near you suddenly drops, shrieking, into the ground. You can only watch as the square foot surrounding it bursts into flames, leaving only a pile of charred bones and ashes. You have no doubt as to who did this. Body stiff and angry, you turn and head back home, too much past thought in your emotions to think about how defenseless you are in this position. Fortunately, they don't attack you, and you arrive shakily home.
He's more Sun-ish then he is Fire-ish. His body is made of fire, so any wounds heal instantly. Due to this he cannot become an Undead unless he was born as one, and at this time it's uncertain whether he is 'dead' or not. One will not know until he is a little older. His front claws are non-sheath-able. His eyes are a reflective red.
Flaming Rage: The ground collapses in on itself underneath the target, flames then replace this area and the target is burned and killed within 1 minute unless it manages to escape the unmerciful flames. Can collapse an area of 100 square miles.
Fire of The Sun--The users becomes covered in a dome of fire, a shield of sorts. This dome of fire lasts 20 minutes and blocks all physical attacks.
