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It was so nice having someone look out for him like this. It had been such a long time. "Hmm... as fun as it would be to eat your last friend alive, he's NightClan. I don't want to eat one of Flamingstar's warriors. It doesn't generally do well when I want her and her army to ally with me. SwiftClan..." He voice trailed off. He had never eaten a SwiftClan cat. "SwiftClan cats would be boney, not exactly the perfect meal, but better than the city crowd. They taste like the trash the sleep on."
"We will soon move to attack SunClan. We just need some final things in DayClan to fall into place, and then we'll be set. Hopefully in a few weeks time SunClan will be knocked down from their place. Once that is done, we can work on a project together."
"Well, I supposed I best be searching for your next meal. A nice plump kittypet maybe?" A wicked smile adorned her face, a teasing tone in her voice. Oh, she could just see the horror on the kittypet's face when it realized it was about to die. How entertaining. Her ears perked up though at the sound of the plan moving forward, and then her whole body when he mentioned a plan that involved her. Siren was bored, and anything at this point was better than messing with the NightClan cats. "Oh, what project would that be, love?"
"A nice, plump kittypet would be nice... those cats always have such unique flavors. Not bad, but unique. Maybe it's in what they're fed. I don't particularly care." He never really traveled into the city very often. Omega liked to not be disturbed in meal. Unlike with mice and other lesser prey, it took a good amount of time to pick apart another cat. It demanded concentration. With all the action going on the city, he could rarely find such peace. "I have nothing planned yet. We'll figure it out. I know SunClan has a Romance Festival in a few moons... we could cause some chaos there."
"Hmm, yes maybe it's the pellet food they eat. I've heard it comes in 'flavors', whatever those are." Siren, replied almost automatically, and then leaned a little closer for his next words. Her ears peaked up and her eyes narrowed in focus. Well, no set plan, but a festival...romance at that. A grin, wicked and filled with chaos brewing in her mind, spread across her face. "Oh, I think I could stir something up my love. Seducing cats is kind of my thing, you do know this no?"
"Unfortunately, some SunClan cats know who I am. So maybe you could join for a bit, seduce someone or a bunch of them. Then you two have a dinner, and I'll have them for dinner. " Chaos was something he never tired of, and he always wanted to give those SunClan cats what they deserved. Sure, Foxbane was no longer there, but she built the cult from the ground up. Damaging it was the perfect way to hurt her legacy. "I can't wait. I'm sure they'll taste as good as you look."
