Fail Background fails. This is my entry! Story: I was Red. Leader of an elite team of loners. We liked the clans, but lived by our own rules, I was fearless. My cats trusted me with their lives, and I trusted mone with theirs. I suppose they weren't who I thought they were, or where their hearts were, for at a battle on a large, stone surface during the rain, a rouge gave me the scars I have, now. I had to back down, I told my team to run, but they just stared in disgust. "Fear? From RED?" One of the cats called ina tone that shook my core. I could tell by their lashing tals and the look in their eyes that I was now rejected. I opened my mouth to say something, anything in my defense, but nothing came out. I walked away. I was taken by a twoleg that pitied me, I suppose. though, sometimes, I escape from reality and I'm back in the forest.
