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Cinna stretched his legs as he stood up, as any good cat should. His siblings were off doing whatever it was they did, which meant that he had to find someone else to go to the Butcher shop with him. It wasn't that the building, or the subsequent bone graveyard intimidated him; it didn't. He'd seen some terrible sights in his day. Yet, he was hesitant to go alone, at least for the first time. He didn't think that he was superstitious, but he also didn't want all of the bad energy to immediately latch onto him, especially because he'd be using his new office for probably the rest of his life, or until he trained a successor or someone attempted to kill him, at least.
"Hey you," he called to the nearest cat, not particularly paying much attention to who it was. "Come with me, that's an order." Was he allowed to give orders as an assassin? Probably not, but the tom was a little drunk with the power of no longer just being any old cat in the League.
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POSTEDJun 26, 2020 9:57:47 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Tempest was amidst trying to slink out of camp to head back to the green house in the old camp when she heard herself being called. Her ear twitched in the direction of the cat that summoned her. The small storm-furred cat turned in the direction of their newest Assassin, looking at him quizzically. Admittedly she hadn't been there that long herself but, did she have to? She was pretty sure she didn't have to answer his call but, she didn't want to cause any unnecessary problems for herself so soon after joining the league. Reluctantly, she changed direction and padded over to the dark russet tom trying to keep her mild annoyance out of her expression, even if a small frown did settle on her lips.
"Follow you where?"
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POSTEDJun 26, 2020 15:33:00 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
"Wouldn't you like to know, squirt?" he asked with a wide smile. That had been easier than he expected, and although he hadn't originally anticipated bringing the mage to his work site, he supposed that it couldn't hurt anything. After all, he knew very minimal about Elyon, and for all he knew, she'd sprinked poison herbs across the floors. "I've got errands to run, and lucky for me, you look like the perfect cat for the job." His tone was toying as he turned. "Keep up, will ya? The faster we get this done, the faster I can send you back to do... whatever it is you people do." He let out a hearty laugh, before moving towards the path that would take the duo where they needed to go.
"Have you eaten today? According to what I've been told, its best to walk in there for the first time on an empty stomach, champ."
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POSTEDJun 27, 2020 17:44:13 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Tempest let out a light hiss at the tom's words, still making sure to keep a tail length away from the assassin, it wasn't personal but, she didn't care enough to explain that to anyone. If they took offense to her keeping her distance that was their problem not hers. Anger flashed in her honey-amber eyes and her fluffed up ever so slightly. She may be small but she wasn't some kit, or even a trainee for that matter. Last she checked she was sure she out ranked this tom but, she didn't know Cinna well enough to start a fight with him so for the most part, she decided to bite her tongue.
"I'm not your errand girl, if you want my company Cinna you'll have to ask nicely."
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POSTEDJul 6, 2020 14:27:50 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
He pursed his lip, giving Tempest the cutest little pout that he could manage. "Now, don't be so sensitive, lover! I know you're new and all, but the sensitive ones never last. Rule one of Primal Instinct, you gotta grow a skin so thick you could watch your entire family be snuffed out without blinking." He knew next to nothing about her, barely even knew her name, so perhaps he didn't know that maybe, just maybe, that could possibly be a sore subject for the she-cat. "Maybe we could work on that if you pretty pwease come with me to the Butcher Shop."
He had a boyish charm to him, something that was probably more dangerous than if he was on the surface as sadistic as many of his clanmates. Very Puss In Boots esque when he gave those eyes, the very eyes he was giving Tempest to try to convince her to accompany him.
