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Arwan-chan played with his mothers herbs, though she had told him time and time again not to. Chided him with little heat that he could cause a lot of problems if he got something lethal spread around. But that was his goal, an eager little imp that wished to slip deathberries among another cats meal and watch at the choked. Though he kept those thoughts to himself, his siblings wouldn't understand and his mother would simply coo at him thinking him a child. Leaning back he blew out a large breath and wondered in he could perhaps go torment one of the newborns.
Just like her bigger brother, little Alma-chan displayed an interest of her own in the herbs her mother dealt in. It was in seeking to sate that twisted curiosity that she came upon Arwan-chan, dainty paws padding up quietly behind him. She hesitated at the sight of him, just long enough for him to start drifting off into his thoughts, before she purred a soft, "Is something the matter, Arwan-chan?" She stepped forwards to stand to her brother's side, tail brushing briefly against his shoulder as she looked him over. In her eyes, however, there was more curiosity than concern. At least it was just as much because she doubted the breath meant anything serious as it was due to a detachment from any issues he might actually be having.
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Jerking from his thoughts the tom turned to blink towards his sister. "Nothing.. nothings wrong" Arwan-chan responded a little absently, still trying to pull himself back together. Time seems to blur by when one got caught up in their own inner wanderings. "In fact one might say the day is going rather well, which I believe is just another way to say it's been boring." Becoming more focused on her he gave her a crooked little pout. "Nothings happened at all today Alma-chan, how am I supposed to enjoy myself when everything is dull and just going by as routine?!"
A flash of amusement sparked in ice blue eyes at the answer she received. He made a good point, voicing a complaint she could sympathize with. She certainly had found little to amuse herself with thus far, and that coincidence seemed to be offering her - and her brother as well - an opportunity as good as any to chase away this boredom. "Well, I guess that just means someone needs to find some way to shake up that routine," she meowed, butting the side of her head against Arwan-chan's shoulder while her eyes remained locked on his. Her words drove a soft smirk onto her face, a smirk that bled something like laughter into her voice as she added, "Perhaps we could be the ones to do that."
"But what will we do to change things up?" Arwan-chan wondered, tilting his head curiously as he maintained the siblings intense eye contact. "Perhaps we could poison the something and leave it out for some of the other younglings to eat." He hummed, mind already trying to figure out the logistics of such a scheme. The threat of one of the younglings actually dying though would be high and perhaps outweigh the entertainment value of such a stunt. "Or maybe the trainees instead, if we contaminate it with something mild enough they should be strong enough to survive."
