Strong Kitty

The next day after my lesson and exercise I ran back home to grab another blank notebook, pencils, and pens. Before leaving I looked up directions to Dagobah Beach. If it was full of trash then nobody would be around to bother me about using my quirk in public.

After about fifteen minutes of running I arrived at the beach. It was like a labyrinth of junk, as I walked through the piles I eventually found a clear space of about 5 meters. Enough space for now.

"First thing is to check if the size of the drawing affects the size of the construct, after that durability and strength as well as seeing if it drains me of energy or maybe I get dehydrated? After all Ink is a liquid, maybe it's like the creation girl and lipids?" mumbling out loud to myself as i got my notebook out and tore a page off.

"What's a big animal to draw? Hmmm, how about a lion?" I thought aloud as my fingers started to move soon forming a roaring lion. As soon as I finished I put the paper on the ground and stepped back.

'I think I drew that way faster than it should've taken. Do I have increased drawing speed?'

Putting that thought aside for later. I started imagining a lion leaping from it making sure to think of it being about twice the size of a normal lion. It took a second or two before an ink lion almost 6 feet tall leaped from the page with a roar.

'This is fucking badass. Though it's not twice as big as I imagined. Maybe drawing size limits it.' looking at the lion in awe. It was huge, it's head was 2 times the size of mine. It shook it's inky mane out, a few drops splattering around before stepping forward and headbutting me. Giggling a bit before backing off I looked for a suitable target. Seeing an old refrigerator on the other side of the clearing I pointed at it.

"Take a swipe at it boy!" I commanded.

With a growl it leaped towards the fridge and with a swipe the huge paw stuck it. The fridge flew out for a few feet before knocking into another pile of garbage. After waiting for the dust and sand to clear I walked towards where I looked at the damage. The side had a huge dent in it.

'Shit that's strong for just some ink.'

"Aren't you a strong kitty!" I said in a baby voice as I turned back to the lion.

Walking up and headbutting me again while purring I hugged it's head smiling. It felt like paper but was hella stronger.

The next test was durability. Taking a metal rod with a pointy end from a nearby pile I told the construct to stand still and swung at with as much strength as I had. It just made a muffled thunk sound as it hit.

'Okay blunt-force resistance is pretty good. Now for sharp-force.' I thought before stabbing at its side. As soon as I stabbed it ink dripped from its side

'Hmm, will it bleed out?' Thinking as I stared critically at it's wound. After a few seconds the lines of ink it was made of became paler before bursting in a splatter of ink.

"That could be a good blinding tactic" I mused looking at the splattered ink.

'I wonder if I made a bigger drawing and used more ink would it bleed out slower and have more splatter? If I make them bigger or smaller does that affect their strength? How big can I make them?'

Before going to write down my thoughts and guesses.