One day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the air grew tense

One day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the air grew tense. A shadowy figure emerged from the alleyway—Razor, a lean, scarred, and fierce cat with a reputation for ruthless fights. Razor had returned to reclaim what he believed was his. Titan watched from afar, his sharp blue eyes narrowing. He knew this fight was inevitable, but it wasn’t just about territory anymore—it was about survival.