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    [fancypost=background:transparent; margin-right:200px; margin-left:200px; text-align:justify;]The snoring coming from Saxon's room was unspeakably loud - actually, it was completely fake, but it sort of sounded real. Or so Saxon thought. The chocolate tom was trying to avoid leaving his room at this point, which caused a series of dilemmas. He felt bad for seeming irresponsible, but at the same time, he was worried about being harassed by his Clan for not being there for them. It really was his fault, he knew that, but he didn't have to like it or be proud of it. Ugh.


    Pacing around his room, the tom wondered frantically what to do. What explanation would he give to some of his more ... assertive, to understate it ... Clanmates? What explanation could he possibly give that would make them still respect him?

    Lucifer knew no one could actually snore like that. While he'd been tempted to take over the Elite, he didn't want to do it when Saxon was still around, or alive. Maybe if he was killed in his sleep, though...


    He opened the door to Saxon's room, and stared at the leader as he decided whether or not to try and kill him. Was it worth it? He didn't really feel any emotional inhibitions towards Saxon, since he wasn't friends with Saxon or anything but...