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Felix

Felix smiled faintly, orange eyes sparking with slight amusement.

He missed his mom. It wasn’t easy to catch her these days.

“Aww thats gwood” he grinned, half-heartedly nudging her playfully. Felix felt dumb and pathetic for acting so out of it, while he should have been relishing the time he finally got to spend with his mother. Which he did, of course, feel hope that he could finally talk to the blue molly.

He just felt bad that he was acting so pathetic.

Kicking a paw up, the boy scratched over his ear like a dog. “I’m doing okay.” he mewed bluntly, not giving the little white lie a second thought.

Felix blinked, guiltily flexing his claws.

Though he looked up at his mother’s eyes, and after the second question he sighed.

“Well not exactly. I don’t know. I guess it’s complicated?” he mewed anxiously.

// sorry jayie! schools been beating me up owo;; thanks for being so patient <33

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Felix

Felix yawned, large jaws almost unhinging and clamping shut, as he lay on the sunbaked concrete, relishing a short moment of leisure.

He wasn’t a big fan of this whole ThunderClan mess, but he wasn’t about to try to go against his clan either. He didn’t exactly feel that bad for ThunderClan. Lambstar wasn’t even going to be hurt. What was she even expecting, by trying to scold the whole of BloodClan like they were some misbehaving children? That’s not how BloodClan worked.

Rolling his shoulders, the tuxedo sighed irritably, when some loud yowl from below interrupted his sleep.

‘Hey Bloodclanners! You’ve messed with the wrong clan this time!’

Orange orbs of ember narrowing, Felix sat up, slipping around the old worn bricks he was snoozing by.

“Oi, shut your trap.” he mewed, fur ruffling. He'd been feeling foul-tempered these days, now that Minnow didn’t even offer him so much as a glance. Though he’d probably react like this anyway. Who the hell was even stupid enough to trail off this far?

The male scowled, and stood up, shaking his fur free of rubble and stone that clung to his pelt, before he turned his crisp white paws in the direction of whatever idiot had strayed this far.

Ah. A forestclanner, obviously. They stunk of dry dirt and undergrowth. Probably of ThunderClan, judging by their whole flamboyant show of rebellion.

Caledon was there too. The king, once again on his throne. Not that Felix thought that was a bad thing. Change could bring unexpected disasters. And though he loved his aunt, the boy wasn’t certain she was fit to lead. Her strengths were elsewhere.

Eris was there too. Another of his many cousins. Felix had given up count. And ever since Canary had died, the boy found no point in trying to get close to another.

Sitting down, the boy’s foul temper subsided slightly, giving way to a strange blend of sympathy, amusement, and disbelief.

“Backup? You’re bluffing.” the guard mewed, the side of his maw quirking upwards.  “What bloody idiots would follow you to their deaths?”

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Felix

Felix felt a little rude, for intruding in this room that was already too full. It held the scents of its usual rot or poisonous smell, from living in a urban land of waste. This was his uncle’s quarters, after all.

Though it seemed as nobody had a problem with it, when the tuxedo skunk into the room, his fiery unpredictable orbs or orange swiveled around to take in the sight.

What a mess.

He listened to the voices around him, and flinched upon hearing Minnow’s.

“you can’t even get yourself to eat” he bit out, tail twitching, as he scowled.

And of course, a moon ago he’d be horrified if he’d said that aloud. These days he found it horribly difficult to care about what others thought of him.

But Lambstar needed to eat. Those kids inside of her weren’t going to be healthy if this kept up for long. “Vi’s right though. Dyou really want to endanger your children because of your pride?” the boy mewed slowly.

Glancing sideways, the male sighed irritably, at some lanky male with a foul attitude.

Hibiscus was certainly correct, but the extra comment was unnecessary. Everybody here knew that Lambstar was hopelessly without any authority or real say. No little warriors and apprentices to order around here. This was real life. And it’s a dog eat dog world.

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Felix

Felix would quirk a brow if he had one. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the privelage of a more expressive face, so he only scoffed.

“My mistake. You aren’t alone. You’ve got a kitten on your side” he mewed bluntly, glancing pointedly at the child.

“And what makes you think we don’t have a reason for holding onto Lambchops? I believe you’ve heard Sheogorath’s demands?” the boy mewed slowly, as if he were explaining to a child.

“How is this extra work for us, if we are gaining from holding her hostage?” the boy asked another question, confused as to what the hell this girl even thought was going on.

See, a common misperception many had, was that BloodClan attacked and took at random. But they was much more rhyme and reason than forest cats could sometimes perceive.

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Felix

Felix chose an excellent time to join the meeting. His entrance was unnoticed as usual, as he stepped into the meeting.

And for the second meeting in a row, the tuxedo chose to sit away from Minnow, and instead by his cousin who he’d honestly been spending more time with. His foul temper was directed at anyone who said something stupid or stepped out of line, and Dual didn’t do that often.

But Lykopis did.

“The last thing we need is some cat with their nose in both BloodClan and WindClan affairs” he grumbled, tail twitching irritably.

Windsor was the same way. And Felix had never grown to really respect the older male. He only felt remorse when the other died because he hadn’t ever done anything meaningful in life.

Lykopis snarled, obviously very riled up by what Dual was saying.

Funny, how one looked so amused and the other aggressive. Dualeyes usually put on quite a show, and the tuxedo would step back and watch the display.

Though everything spiraled out of control, when the mother launched herself at Dualeyes.

Big mistake.

//quickpost

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Felix

Felix’s orbs of firey ember bore into Puddlepaw, but he noticed a strange haze in her eyes.

Blind.

That didn’t strike any pity in him. Why should it? Pity was wasted thoughts, on someone who wouldn’t hear them.

Besides, it seemed the girl’s brain was as foggy as her eyes. He didn’t feel the slightest bit of sympathy for whatever may befall her.

He wasn’t about to launch himself at the grey tabby though. That was up to the king. Caledon still wore his crown, and though age may be catching up to the brute, he still had moons left.

Ah, the old man was clever. Felix had never met the deputy of ThunderClan, but he couldn’t imagine they would be pleased with the fact that their cohorts were running amuck like stray children. It was quite merciful, in fact, Felix thought, to just take them back from whence they came.

Alas, there was no particular need for capturing these insolent bloody oafs. Lambstar was enough.

Ears twitching upon Caledon’s order, Felix nodded, and was about to spring into movement before the child began to speak.

“Ah, i’m afraid it doesn’t it work that way” he mewed unsympathetically. Why should he feel bad? At this child’s age, he wouldn’t have strayed into enemy territory like a fool. Perhaps it was his upbringing that taught him how to serve himself well.

“Caledon has spoken. And his word is law” Felix mewed, sniffing with slight disinterest.

And quickly after, the tuxedo spring forward, aiming to wrap his jaws around the child’s scruff.

A simple move, however it was very unlikely they could avoid such an assault. Felix had been training for moons now. Since he was younger than this kitten. The chances of escape were very slim.

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