Licht the night [visit, o]

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    ◾️ Licht was a roamer. Though he was born and raised in Bloodclan he felt it necessary to go and see the world away from the bustle of the city. Being back in the manor though, wasn’t something he expected. Hopefully he was welcome enough to not get thrown down some stairs.


    “Ya ladies miss me?” The black tom grinned, winking at a few NPC molly’s that spotted him. Ever the charmer he was working it today.


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    "Miss you? I don't even know you." From the shadows a muscle wrapped figurine materialized, blistering, scorching vision glowing in the tremulous, hungry shadow like magma. "But I'm assumin' you used to live here, judgin' by yer confidence. In that case, welcome back, I suppose." Sheogorath, deputy and former leader, spoke with a smoothness, tail tip twitching. "What's yer name?" He questioned curiously.


    ◾️Licht grinned, outwardly unfazed by the former leader. As a kit he’d been fascinated at the massive tom and aspired to grow strong. Yet it didn’t seem like that was possible as he’d grown up and found he liked traveling and assuming a new name here and there. Perhaps once he grew bored of traveling he’d return home, just as he was right now. They wouldn’t turn him away right? Nah, if they did he’d just have to prove it. He was a Bloodclanner for life.


    ”Licht. Weird stupid name but whoever my mother was gave me that name. Though on some other days I go by the pansy name of Stormwhisper, or the full name of Stone.” The black tom responded. Blood manor never seemed to change. Maybe he actually missed being here.


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    In terms of names, Licht wasn't any stranger than Sheogorath, but the deputy didn't comment on that. Instead he asked a question.


    "Where have ya been?" Curiosity edged his tone. "In a different clan? Stormwhisper almost sounds like a RiverClan name." Sheogorath thought aloud, his blistering vision narrowing with suspicious interest. Not that he had any room to talk, of course. He had once been a RiverClanner.


    Licht’s charming demeanor had no effect on Ruth. Perhaps it was because she was not concerned with finding a handsome tom to fool around with, or maybe it was because she was beginning to develop feelings for a certain blue point who had recently been named healer apprentice, Ruth was not sure, but she couldn’t help but roll her eyes when she inspected the way the stranger flirted with a few she-cats in the Blood-house. She approached, moving to Sheogorath’s side. She was dwarfed by the large tom, but of course, the young tortoiseshell was still growing, as she had just escaped the clutches of kithood a few moons ago.


    “I’ve never seen you before either,” she said and narrowed her eyes at Licht, who also called himself Stormwhisper.


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    Your jaws open in a snarl, as this stranger, this prey would just waltz in and try and charm his way into you and the NPC females’ lives.


    Luckily, you were saved from having to risk talking as Sheogorath appeared soon followed by Ruth. Your tail lashes behind you slightly agitated that he was welcomed back with open paws instead of thrown out.

    ◾️ Licht grimaced. “I was born on the outskirts okay. Mother never said anything then disappeared, but not before saying what I was named, and that a I am a Bloodclan cat through and through. I stayed here and there. Just a plain member. But I decided to go travel for a bit and see what the clan cats are about. So yes... Stormwhisper is a Riverclan name they thought of when I said i’d join them.” Again, he wasn’t fazed one bit by all these questions. But then again, everywhere he went this was the typical reaction to his arrival. Yet, Bloodclan never felt foreign to him. Every time he’d suddenly pop back in.


    Though he was waiting for the day they’d get mad and make him decide where he wanted to be. After all, he’d been in and out since he was around 9 moons, more or less. Casting Ruth a flirty grin, he wondered how such a cutie like her went unnoticed when he was around. “Well sweet cheeks, i’ve never noticed you before either. We even now?” A clear bell-like laugh sounded from his maw. Returning his gaze back to Sheogorath, he wondered if they were going to chase him out or let him come back home.


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