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    The obscurity of the pitch black was deadly, seeming to cover everything in sight with a thick sheet of darkness. This kind of a black night wasn't rare on a New Moon like this. And for such a dark tom as Mercutio, the void of shadows served to camouflage him. He was a curious tom, nonetheless. After hearing of Bloodclan at a young age, he now had summed up the courage to explore of it. Courage was not hard to attain for the young tom, as bravery was his specialty, alongside fighting. "Anybody out there?" He hissed impatiently, claws sliding in and out of his average-sized paws.

    [size=8]"Who are you and what the hell do you want?" demanded the sharp voice of Morsecode as the warlord trotted over, narrowing her eyes at the tom. Mists, she hated trespassers. They had zero respect for the borders and, by extension, the Clan.

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    "I call dibs on his soul!" Gothika crowed as she padded over. Her black pelt blending in with the shadows just like the tom. She glared at the trespasser and snorted in disdain. She was the one and only black demon of Bloodclan, and she didn't like the thoughts of copies.



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    [size=8]"I was here first," Morsecode retorted with a lash of her tail, narrowing her blue eyes at Gothika. "And who said we're going to kill him, anyways?" She glanced over at Kingdomreign as the tom approached, but said nothing.

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    "I was just hoping. And calling dibs just in case. You never know with these cocky newbies thinking they can say anything." She said with a simply shrug.



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    Mercutio smiled plainly. He liked these cats already. "Temper, temper! Calm your tits, would ya'?" He snorted, then mewed more seriously. "I'm not here as a threat. I'd like to join Bloodclan, if you'll have me. I know what you're thinking; believe me, I know how many rouges bombard you a day. Another useless mouth to feed, right? Well... if you don't find me a worthy member, go ahead and kill me. I can't imagine fitting in anywhere else."

    [size=8]"What qualities do you have that would make you a useful addition to BloodClan? We already have an abundance of lazy dumbf***s laying around, so if you're one of those, you can shut up and leave right off the bat."

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    Mercutio showed his needle-sharp, bloodstained fangs in a smile. He seemed to be getting somewhere. "Well ... as a Bloodclan cat, I would be loyal to Bloodclan, and only Bloodclan. I wouldn't be disrespectful or speak up against rules. Oh, and, I wouldn't f*ck around all day like a lazy ass. I'm not a bad hunter." Mercutio flicked his ears thoughtfully. "And, I don't mean to brag, but ... I can spar very well." Mercutio paused. "My name? Mercutio."

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    "Morsecode!" Gothika said in a fake gasp at her favorite warlord's words. "I've never been a lazy ass." She says with a sniff, faking hurt. At the tom's words she turned her emerald green eyes unto him, narrowed. A good spar eh? Well she would see to that.



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    [size=8]Morsecode didn't look impressed.
    "You'll have to be tested before anything goes further," she meowed, swishing her tail. "Who do you think will humiliate you least if you fight them?" A smirk on her features, the warlord glanced over at Kingdomreign and Gothika. The three of them, including herself, were all good fighters; it'd be a good challenge for the tom either way.

    "Hmmm ... I think I'll go with ... " Pointing his long tail toward Gothika, a subtle grin crossed his face. "How about you?" Mercutio sat simply, tail wrapped curtly around his paws. "Ladies first."

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    "Oh your such a gentleman." Gothika said with a tilt if her head as she gave a small smile. As she blinked her green eyes she vanished, turning invisible in front of them all. "As you wish." Then, up on her feet in moments the invisible black demon started toncircke her newest prey.



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    Releasing a laugh as the intruder chose to fight Gothika, the second tier padded closer to watch. Choosing anyone of the three there was suicide.

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    Badgerripper came over with a flick of his ear, he seemed to raise an invisible brow as he chuckled. The loner was obviously dumb and Gothika wasn't gonna take it easy, he could tell by the looks of her determination.

    Mercutio looked a bit vexed for a split second. "Where ..." The black rouge lifted his feline nose to scent the air. "Ahhh, there you are. Invisibilty? Impressive!" Mercutio was truely fascinated; he had only seen one invisible cat before, and the poor kit couldn't bridle it very well. His gaze shifted to a branch above him. With an enthralling leap, he joined the branch, high in the tree. Mercutio sniffed the air once more, then hurled himself at the ground, aiming to uppercut Gothika into the air with a strong front paw.

    Badgerripper was slightly impressed by the rogues skills but waited to see who won. His paws tucking under him as he lay on the heated sand that bothered his pads.

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    Ah, but now Gothika was not a young one who did not know how to control her powers. Having the power since she was a kit not a whisker could be seen. Her emerald eyes narrowed and she crouched down like a lion about to pounce as the tom leapt up onto a branch. She watched him with an intelligence and a hunger known to predators only. The very tip of her tail twitched for this was a fun game.


    As he leapt down for her the black demon shifted just ever so slightly to the right. Hopefully the tom wouldn't notice, she was invisible after all. Once she was in position she swiped out with her unseen right paw right for his neck as he came hurling down. This rogue wasn't that bad.



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    His ears rotating toward the sound of Gothika's paw, he assumed the invisible female was aiming for his bristling neck. He shifted as quickly as was possible, but could not block the blow. He tumbled into the sand, but quickly regained his footing. The jet black rouge bounded toward Gothika's left, then when he came as close as he dared, Mercutio leapt to her right and let his lengthy tail unfurl, aiming to trip her and swipe her side with knife-like claws as he sped by.