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Homage stepped forward. "Snowy, move back." He glanced at the female, then to Falconstar.
"And how do you know?" he mewed quietly, with a tint of coldness and wickedness glinting in his amber gaze.
He unsheathed his claws. "I've learned much from my group, and me, my sister, you'll have a hard time beating us, I guarantee you. We'll choose option one, but I can tell you, we will not be so puny - minded like you are, to think we would be good cats." The wound in his flank was dripping blood, intensifying the paragraph he spoke now.