[P]ranks in the Dungeon {Prussia/Grimm}

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    "Why down here?" Talon mewed softly, the muted amber of his eyes shining with curiosity. There usually weren't many cats down here in the dungeons. He was mystified by the other cat's choice of this place.

    ''You''ll see.'' The flame point meowed, flicking his tail towards a pitch black area in the corner. '' I dare you to go there.'' The tom's plan was already forming in his head.

    talon grunted in reply. The black caracal moved into the pitch area, his black fur easily blending in with the shadows. The only thing that gave him away were his yellow eyes.

    Paintedpaw unsheathed his claws and gazed around the area, seeing quite a few monsters laying around in cages. Creeping over to one of the sleeping monsters, he flashed a paw at its nose and it let out a thunderous roar, probably enough to scare the black caracal.

    Talon indeed jumped a bit, startled that that was what Paintedpaw wanted to do. He had suspected it, but the sound was magnified in the chambers, the fading echoes of the sound still ringing in his sensitive ears. "Ow," the ebony-furred tom grunted.

    ''That was only just the warm-up.'' Paintedpaw meowed. ''But don't you feel the adrenaline?'' The flame point chuckled a bit, sitting next to growling monster without even flinching.

    A warm up? Talon's yellow eyes narrowed a bit. "Some of the monsters may not enjoy being annoyed. I doubt that they would just stand there and not break the rules to savage you," the black caracal warned. This was fun? Maybe "fun" really wasn't amusing at all.

    "I'm leaving here,"     the black caracal growled, unamused by the prank.

    You are SUCH a killjoy. You do know you'll end up alone if you are so anti-social not to know what fun is.''He meowed. Trying to sense how he was feeling.

    "Loneliness has been my companion," Talon answered honestly. Outside of one or two cats occasionally, he never interacted with anyone.

    '' What's the use of a companion if it bring no joy?'' He meowed. He was trying to read him. His clairvoyance wasn't operating as well as he wanted it to. '' He could be manipulated.''
    The flame point thought, thinking up something.

    {Does Paintedpaw have the sight?}


    Talon turned, blinking at Paintedpaw. "Solitude can be a joy unto itself," he replied simply. In fact, he preferred his independence over the chattering social groups of the day. One can wonder he didn't leave yet.

    {Yes}


    The flame point tried not to give up on his special power. But what he was giving up was trying to control it. It was like a cracked dam leaking out huge amounts of water very few times. He was just waiting for it to burst. ''Solitude will get you no where in life.'' He replied back to him.

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    "It has gotten me where I wanted to be. Alone," Talon answered briskly. He didn't like bandying around words too much; the black caracal had said an average of more words this day than any other day in his life.