Stand beside or step aside! raid.

[MiNTY♥]

Haunting amber eyes peered through the darkness before him, quickly adjusting to the dimmed lighting arrangements. Almost instantly the scent of kits and milk hit him and he growled in disgust. Such a stench only made him feel sick to the bone but with most it would fill them with joy and leave them purring. Not him. The world was a cruel place and being born into it was a mistake which left with no other options other than to turn more cruel than the world. Otherwise you would just end up scarred and alone. In the end everyone leaves and everyone betrays you - even those you trust dearly.

That was why he never let anyone get close to him. His mother had wanted to leave him which was his first experience of how cruel the world could be. His father only wanted him for his own dirty bidding. None of the cats on the streets were nice, one minute they acted as though they wanted you and the next you were finding out they had just used you. That's the thing, you may think that someone is nice but you quickly realise that everything you thought you had together is a total and complete lie. No matter how long you have spent together or how well you think you know that someone. It's all just a lie. Just ask his own sister, or better yet ask Vixen.

As he stepped into the dimly lit den he tried his best to prevent himself from bringing up his last meal and narrowed his eyes. "You seem to be quite cosy in here." He growled through his teeth. With his amber eyes large pools of black he glared across at her for a moment before looking elsewhere to the walls of the den. "Honestly, how can you bear the smell of kindness in here?" He added with a hiss.

Stalking across the den he sat in the corner of the den with a quiet thump as he forced a frustrated sigh from his maw. He dropped his gaze to the ground and stood there for a moment. Motionless. Eventually he looked the she-cat before him in the eye. He couldn't help but notice she looked really rather plump, almost fit to bursting point. He could only assume that meant she was almost ready to have the kits. His kits. Who would face the same cruelty in the world as he had. With his genes in them they would surely be able to face it.

Getting to his paws the large black tom paced across the nursery where he had been born, back and forward. "I can't believe I am back here." He hissed under his breath. Whipping around he faced Siv. "Have you found out anything useful?"