SHORT STORY

Part 1
Concealed by nightfall, I headed out on my quest, armed only with my dagger, speed, cunning and incredible feline agility. I knew what was at stake, but responsibility, and love for my sister, drove me on. Those were the two most important standards of my people, responsibility and compassion; and for my kind, nothing is more precious. What is my kind? We are called Pantherians; human-shaped over the majority of our bodies, but covered with glistening, soft fur that is dark in color; the shade often differed from one to another. We had the strength and agility as that of our feline ancestors and, like them, we had their facial features and instinct.
We were relatively peaceful creatures, living under the laws of the land and animals that shared the world of Drumal. We took only what we would consume and used the land sparingly. We were not ones to go about claiming lives, raping the land of its resources and pillaging the forests due to greed. We were unlike the others who s...