Tobe was always serious. He hadn't cried out for his dear sister when she left. He didn't cry when his parents left Tiger. Tobe was always the strong one, and he knew it. His heart wasn't made of ice, though. It was made of fire.

Tobe was grown up now. He was all alone. He didn't cry for company. He pushed on. He was traveling. He wanted to find the master of the forest. His parents had told him stories about The Tribe of Nature. The leader was master of the forest. Anyone could challenge the leader for the title of master, but they had to be in the tribe. Tobe was going to prove he was worth it.

Tobe sniffed the ground. cats. He followed the smell, hoping it wouldn't rain and the scent would be washed away. Tobe never stopped for breath. He hunted and ate while walking. Sure, it was messy, but after he found the tribe it would be worth it.

Tobe followed the smell to a clearing. There he saw... a big group of cats! But, sitting on a rock, was the master of the forest! Tobe walked up to the master. The black cat looked at him. "Hello. Why are you here?"

"Can I join The Tribe of Nature?" Tobe asked. The master nodded. "You look like a strong one. The tribe could use you." He said. "Oh, and some of these cats are just visiting. They all want to see the famous Tribe." The Master chuckled. Tobe felt bad. He didn't really want to fight the cat when the time came.

A couple months later Tobe decided it was time. He was going to challenge the Master. He went up to the joyful cat. "Master." He said. "I challenge you." The Master's expression turned cold. His eyes were on fire. "Challenge accepted." He said, voice full of venom.

The cats went to what the tribe called, "The Battle Pit". A voice yowled. "Three, two, one, begin!" It said. Tobe leaped onto the master's back and slashed at his face. The master yowled and shook Tobe off. The master went for Tobe's tail, trying to cut it off. Tobe dodged and leaped onto the master.

Tobe put a claw by the master's throat. "Do you surrender?" He growled. The master's eyes went wide, then into slits. "Fine." He growled. "Master."