[monfang]

Originally Posted by Nighty

[Lol same.]

Cassius looked his Dad in the eyes, sad and wistful to see his image fading. But he noticed in slight shock that it wasn't Inux who was fading, it was himself. He was fading back to the nursery. But why couldn't he tell anyone? He could even tell Ferox? Surely if he was to stick by his brother he had to tell him. But just to check he called out. "Not even Ferox?" He wanted to hear the answer, but he faded completely just as the question left his mouth. Instead he woke up, in a sweaty chill in his nest inside the Synciate nursery. He could smell Ferox nearby somewhere, but he didn't know where. Now he knew what had happened to his father, now if only he knew who had done it.



The Savannah cat was early enough to see the fry gray kit vanishing into reality. The tom cat was in a particularly bad mood, as some kits had decided to put thrones in his bed. Then as he stepped forward, curious as to why he was summoned here, he caught whiff of the scent of the previous cat that had been here. That had been one of the cats who had placed thrones in his nest, boy would that kit get it. He was still sore on his side from where they had pierced into him. But he needed to figure out why he was here. Was it Ratnight, Bucknight, or Blazingnjght that needed to talk with him? Had Ebonyfrost called for him? He didn't know yet, until he saw the dark figure, his brain almost instantly picturing a fractured crown perched on his head.

Onyx's bone-chilling gaze rested on the Savannah tom. "Ah, Singe..." He began, and he, like he did to Cassius, stepped into the lit area where his eyes finally had a body. "Miss me?" He chuckled. He sat on his haunches and stared up at Singe, and he sighed. "So now you know, the great False King is dead. But not even death can stop me from my plans, and I need your help." He said, eyes changing. "As you know, my son, Cassius, is very clever. That hole in your side proves it." He chuckled, pointing his paw at the small wound. "But as much as you might wanna get back at him, you best listen." He said sternly. He sighed, standing up. He paced a few times before speaking again. "Cassius is my Prince, and sincthemu and I were battling kings, it's up to you to make him to be the next king." He said. He waited for the protest, the 'what's in it for me?'. He knew it was coming, they weren't exactly the best of friends, however he had a chance now. He could change things around, for both them and his son.