|Rising From The Ashes
Author: AngelCake32415 PM
An old friend of Tygra tries to help the ThunderCats, but will she just cause more strife to a love triangle?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Lion-O & Tygra - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,674 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 05-05-12 - Published: 05-03-12 - id: 8083230
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I do not own ThunderCats.
Sorry for the cure word in this chapter.
"So how exactly do you know Tygra and Lion-O?" Cheetara asked Ocelera that night around the fire.
"We were, uh, childhood friends," the ocelot answered shyly.
"Best friends is more like it," Tygra added.
Ocelera sat in between Lion-O and Tygra which was a huge contrast. She looked like a toddler sitting between the tall cats. She kept fidgeting with anxiousness and fear. Cheetara eyed her like a predator looking at her prey.
"But why don't I remember you?" Lion-O asked the beautiful girl.
She looked up into his bright, teal blue eyes and immediately looked back down, her tawny cheeks hot. He had grown from that little cub she knew into the handsome lion before her.
"The last time we actually interacted you were ten," she said still looking down. "It was your first practice fight with your brother and it didn't go so well."
"I remember that fight," Panthro said. "Big show over there nearly took off his brother's head trying to impress his girlfriend."
Both Tygra and Ocelera blushed from the comment. While Ocelera stayed quiet, Tygra sputtered with words for a comeback. She put a hand on his shoulder and he calmed down.
"He hit you hard in the head with that wooden sword and you got a concussion, when you woke up you didn't even know my name," she explained to him.
"I remember waking up to a strange girl yelling at Tygra," he said with a smirk on his face.
"Chewed him out worse than his own father," Panthro chuckled.
Tygra shivered from the petite woman's hidden fury. Underneath that innocent face was a wrath that not even Mumm-Ra would want to combat. Even though Ocelera was quiet and shy, she wasn't afraid to unleash her fury.
"I wasn't allowed to watch their practices after that," she said.
"So you have all the dirt on Tygra?" Wilykat asked with a sly look on his face.
"I guess," she said.
"She probably doesn't have many stories since Tygra's too noble," Wilykit told her brother.
"Not that noble," Ocelera said with a huge smirk. "There was one time when he climbed up the highest tree in Thundera and I had to get him down."
Everyone laughed and listened intently as Ocelera recounted the many adventures she had with Tygra. The tiger in question just watched the usually shy girl talking so animatedly. He tried not to stare, but it was hard.
Ocelera definitely was not like any other cat. She was special and in a category all her own. Tygra had been with her since she was born and they rarely left each other's side. When they were together, she kept him humble and he made sure she spoke her mind.
She was there for him when Lion-O was born and his mother died. She was the one who comforted him when he lost everything. She was the one who pulled him out of his fog and got him back to his old self. She also helped him realize that even though his brother was stubborn and annoying and didn't think straight some times, he loved him.
Ocelera looked at him and smiled before continuing her story. It had gone from him getting stuck in a tree to their adventure trying to babysit Lion-O was his was learning to walk.
The ocelot remembered all of her adventures as a cub with Tygra. Whatever she left out, he filled in for her. There was never a boring day if they were together. Trouble seemed to follow them as cubs and that trouble followed her now as an adult.
With the fall of Thundera, she was one of the few to escape and one of the even fewer to survive. She always kept moving and didn't trust anyone. Who knew whether someone was in league with Mumm-Ra or not? Some people were just plain evil instead.
As soon was Wilykit and Wilykat had fallen asleep, Cheetara and Lion-O put them to bed. Ocelera would've offered to help, but Cheetara's tone of voice warned her not to talk. Panthro had gone back to the Thundertank, which he called his baby. It left Ocelera and Tygra alone.
"I should leave, I think I've overstayed my welcome," Ocelera said standing up.
She walked over to the tree that previously held her trap. Tygra followed close behind her. As she reached for her cloak that hung from a low branch, Tygra grabbed her arm and spun her around, backing her into a tree.
She rolled her eyes and sighed as she prepared herself for whatever he suggested. This was his signature move when she walked away. He always had her backed up against something.
"Stay the night so you can be safe," he said.
His arm was on the left side of Ocelera's head and looked her straight in the eyes. Anyone who else who would've saw this thought he was flirting, but they were so comfortable with each other that none of his techniques would've worked without her laughing at him.
"I can take care of myself Tygra, I'm not a little cub anymore," she told him as she crossed her arms.
"If not for your sake, then what about mine?" he asked pleading with his eyes.
Ocelera hated it when he gave her that face. She could never say no to it. He would poke out his lower lip and widen his eyes to look like a kitten. He looked so cute and he knew Ocelera's weakness to cute things.
She quickly weakened and agreed to stay the night.
"But don't be surprised if I'm not here come morning," she warned before closing her eyes.
Once Tygra heard the girl's soft snoring, he chuckled softly before turning to the fire.
The ThunderCats and Ocelera woke up before morning though. The loud booms made the ground vibrate as if a giant was walking through the forest.
Everyone bolted up except the Thunderkittens who were groggy from the quick wake up.
"What's that?" Cheetara wondered.
"Lizard tech, they've probably found us," Lion-O determined.
No sooner than the words came from the young king's lips did Lizards burst through the underbrush with weapon in hand.
Lion-O pulled out the Sword of Omens and chanted, "Thunder, Thunder, ThunderCats Ho!"
Tygra cracked his bola whip and went invisible; a few lizards' weapons knocked out of their hands and punched into unconsciousness.
Cheetara slammed her extended staff onto the ground and roots rose up and seized some lizards. Using her incredible speed, she knocked out all of the captive reptilians.
Wilykat and Kit could hold out with Kat's flail and Panthro was just plain deadly.
Ocelera was kicking ass too. When a lizard charged her, she back flipped and kicked him straight under the chin. When she landed, she slammed her staff right under another's ribs. Spinning it around in her hand, she used it to vault herself into another's face. Then she slid her leg under him and he fell.
Suddenly a roar ripped through the forest, making the trees tremble from the pure power. Everyone stopped fighting and look towards what had made the sound.
All was quiet for a few moments when something suddenly barreled through the trees and attacked the lizards. It was a blur of blue fur, teeth, and claws.
It wasn't long before the lizards were running away screaming. It left the ThunderCats and the mysterious attacker. The cats prepared themselves before Ocelera ran in front and held up her hands in surrender.
"Arrêter!*" she yelled causing the beast to stop in its tracks.
It was a giant cat that's fur was pure white. Its green eyes swept over the cats before landing on Ocelera. Narrowing its eyes, it pounced at Ocelera with its teeth bare.