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    A sleek black tom with a thick, heavy coat awoke inside his cool den. The sharp edge bitter cold tended to have during leafbare was finally beginning to dull, and soon, his coat would lose some of its thickness though the length would remain. The inky black tom's stomach was empty, and although he could easily order a slave to fetch some freshkill for him, the tom wasn't in the mood today. No, he wanted to feel the life leave an animal's body.


    It was no secret the tom wanted to leave a lasting impression on the world he knew; he had left the wimpy clans because he knew glory could not be sought there. Roaming the lands, he had pieced together an anti-clan of his own. He would achieve the glory he sought after. His anti-clan's name would forever remain on the tongues of cats. Better yet, he would see to it that the clans met their demise.


    Stretching, the large tom left his den and padded into the clearing that was camp. It was a bit early, so he wouldn't be surprised if the camp was quiet.

    Nai woke up, hearing noises. She yawned, padding out of the Blessed den. She noticed Necropsy walking out into the clearing, and called out softly to him, "Good morning! It's a bit early, isn't it?" Her voice was cheerful, and she stretched.

    Aries woke up with a shudder, a bad dream still fresh in her head as she got up. She padded out of the workers den, sitting outside the entrance she gazed around the camp. She saw two other cats, one of the blessed and of coarse the leader. She stretched out her stiff bones, it seems like she did have a bad sleep with the stiffness. She sat back down, her eyes searching around the camp.

    Necropsy noticed a few cats were out and about, and he knew that soon, the majority of camp would be awake. The tom knew he should probably leave camp to hunt in peace, but he still was trying to fully wake up.


    The scarred tom noticed Nai walking nearby, and his ears flickered as she called out to him. The inky black tom never understood how The Haven had chosen her as The Blessed. She was so cheery! Necropsy almost couldn't take her constant happiness; however, the tom knew better than to disrespect her. The Haven had a reason to choose her, and he would never disrespect them. The tom might be sarcastic, sardonic, cruel, and mean, but he felt as if every cat in Necropolis (besides slaves and prisoners of course) deserved a piece of respect in his eyes, some more than others, and Nai was at the top. Besides, she had good breeding. Her parents must be proud up there in The Haven; he knew her parents must be in The Haven for producing such respected offspring. "Hi. It is" he murmured. His grogginess was slow to wear off.

    Nora blinked her green eyes open slowly, shaking her head, groggy from sleep. Violent dreams still rocked her nightmares, though when dawn emerged she could never remember what quite happened in them. She didn't care on way or another at this point, though they always left her wondering.
    Her paws felt heavy as she rose to them.
    She emerged out of the worker's den slowly, quietly, head down. She didn't want to look up into the sun, not yet. Too early to be fully woken up. Her bones ached from the cold of the night, although she was still young. Over training, maybe. She had been training relentlessly last night, in the dark, where no one else could see her. That was when she uncapped her true potential.
    She sat down right outside of the den, in the cold shade, her eyes flickering around the camp.

    Nai saw Aries and Nora come out, and gave a cheery hello to them. Then, turning back to Necropsy, she meowed,"Mhm. Why are 'ya up so early?" It was meant as a harmless comment, but could be viewed badly, though anyone could tell it was not so, with her smile and happy mew.

    The slender Balinese slid out of the Assassins and Respected den, the brambles tugging at his pelt. His eyes were screwed shut and after a few seconds, he slowly opened them, the sun making them a sharp blue. Why was it so bright? Brytt grumbled incoherently, feathery tail sweeping the ground in agitation. He glanced around camp, spotting Nai and Necropsy. As he slunk over to get breakfast, he dipped his head. "Morning," Brytt muttered, ignoring the other cats in the clearing. It was too early to be pleasant to anyone other than his leader and Nai.

    Aries looked around camp, seeing that most cats were up now. She looked over at Nai as she said hello and fawn calico just nodded in responce. She looked at Nora as she came out of the worker's den then her gaze turned back around the camp. She curled her tail around her paws as she sat. Maybe I should go hunt or something she thought.

    ooc; if anyone is curious, I am making Necropsy's advanced bio today. I did more than half last night then accidentally deleted it ><


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    The shadowy, scarred tom had a hard time socializing with other cats. His seriousness was almost captivating, his sarcasm almost blinding. He wasn't the best at making small-talk with other cats. His green eyes were still slightly glazed over with sleepiness. He noticed Nora, Aries, and Brytt were awake as well now. Well then, wasn't this a party? What to say about Nora? Well, she interested him a bit. He would watch her in the future, she came from decent blood. Aries? She was another one of interest. However, he thought she seemed a little too cheery; a bit like Nai, except Nai was chosen by The Haven by means he had no control over.


    The tom noticed Brytt a few heartbeats before he spoke; Brytt was one of the top cats, an assassin. He had been chosen as so as a kit. He was proud of how Brytt turned out, but he hoped he wouldn't ruin it by doing something stupid. Sometimes, great cats fell far by one mousebrained mistake.


    "Why are you always so happy?" he mewed in a tone that was a bit sarcastic but not very mean. Like I said before, he knew that as much as he didn't agree with her personality, Nai was a cat that had a lot of respect in The Haven. The furry tom dipped his head a tad to acknowledge Brytt.

    She laughed. "Well, there's always something to be happy about, even if it is a dark time. And you never answered my question." Nai yawned slightly, still a bit tired.

    The long haired brown tabby she-cat apprentice with amber eyes, and her hair seems to always have tangles in them even after grooming, stepped out of the apprentice den. Giving a stretch, Tangle looked at the cats in the clearing. She sat down just outside of the den and watched, not sure where se was needed.


    (Does she have a mentor?)

    Nora stood up slowly and padded away quietly, as not to draw much attention. She would go train a bit this morning. Maybe today was the day she would go up in rank. It could be any day, as far as she knew, so best to stick by the leader once she had eaten and practiced a bit. She wanted this more than anything else in the world.
    The cold morning air was brisk against her fur, but she kept up a steady pace as she approached the isolated clearing, worn clear by ages of her paws scuffing it. It wasn't dark, but this early she felt like she could still train fine.

    Tangle crept off out into the forest. The brown tabby she-cat wanted something to do.

    Tangle continued into the forest and scented the air. She smelled some bird went off after it. She got close and croutched low. Her tail swayed high above her head and as she pounce the bird took off. Tangle huffed. And watched it fly off.

    Tangle jumped with surprise and then turned to face the Assassin. She recognized the she-cat from camp but meowed, "I was practicing my hunting skills. I may not be very good but I atleast am willing to keep trying until i get it right."

    Dawn nodded her head. "good." Dawn turned around, heading back to camp when she saw a rustling in a bush. "what was that?"

    Tangle looked over at the Rustling bush and meowed, "How am I suppose to know?" (She has such an attitude.....feel free to rough around with her.)