After many years of combat, the war was finally won. Soldiers were returned home to the Kingdom of Ghal, many had died and many had lived. It was a war that had been raging on over the years, mostly because of power struggle. The Kingdom of Ghal was by far one of the biggest kingdoms in this country, and with the biggest kingdom, comes the biggest army and better ruler over them. The general of the army, was a snow leopard by the name of Mali (pronounced Molly). She had just returned from war, wounded but non the less, healthy. She only suffered minor cuts and bruises, save for the arrow that was shot into her shoulder and the scar that would forever be on her face.<br/><br/>Mali groaned as she sat up from her bed. The healer had told her not to get up for a while but she had to go see the King. So without alarming the healer and causing a stir, Mali grabbed her armor and put it on, placing her sword on her hip and heading to the throne room where she knelt before the King, the Queen and the lovely Princess.<br/><br/>"Your Majesty... We have won the war. And as your General I would like to congratulate you in our success." To that the Kong only nodded and said.<br/>"Thank you Mali. But shouldn't you be resting?" The young snow leopard smirked.<br/>"Leave the resting to the dead." The King laughed with pride in his favorite general. For some amount of years now, he had been winning wars and gaining more and more land and wealth because of this one general. Mali glanced up at the Princess, shooting her a devilish but flirtatious smile and a soft wink. "I will see you all at the feast tonight." With that, the General stood, bowed and walked away.