[monfang]

Originally Posted by Marble

Out of the corner of an untrained eye, Ajax spotted the feline slinking like a snake towards him. So soon, I'd expect to be seated here for moons just waiting. thought the Tom Turing his massive head to face the Tom. His black tipped ears Angeled in his direction as his name was called. A purr rumbled deep in his throat as he tucked his charcoal oaws to his abdomen and focused his optics on the Tom. His slender torso muscular legs, shoulders, hips and even his neck seemed more muscular them some dusk syndicate cats here today. Before onyx could say anything he pipped up before he reached a reasonable speaking distance, "Onyx, back so soon." purrs onyx his ears fixed towards him in case he weaves some massive tale into his head of this so called expedition he had. "I lresuem this went well? Considering that expression" he meows tucking his tail around his oaws. "Indeed. Halite has seemed to slightly decrease what was alreayd lacking" meows Ajax. His voice dripping with hate. Sure of himself he scuffled his paws and faced the Tom. Sitting high with his chest puffed out. "That also is true. Onyx. Though I must reassure you. I'm not as pitiful as these cats appear. I would have fled long ago. Only if I wasn't waiting" added Ajax his smooth voice adding to the taunting theme. He breathed out a deep sigh and turned his head to focus on the cats around him. Onyx is right. None of these kittypets seem to really fit the qualification. As in being noticed or strong enough to defend themselves. thought the Tom. Observing the cats for another prolonged second before returning his icy gaze to conflict with onyx's. "Now I wouldn't want to disappoint now would I?" asked the Tom with a hint of sarcasim dripping from his voice. His grin fading into a smirk. Waiting for his response the Tom quickly added, "I did require some work didint I?" he adds quickly. His grin growing in size. "If I must add, where will I be required to apply this, strength? As it appears I'm not need to fight alongside you?" asked the Tom excited to hear back from onyx. His eyebrow raised slightly in amusement. If he was referring to a killing spree he was more then happy to oblige. He had yet to go on a mission with onyx himself. He had only peered in from the sidelines and cheered him on. Though thankful for his ranking he always wished deep down he'd join onyx one day. To prove why he was a better partner in crime then Hannibal could have ever been. He was waiting for this day, though perhaps. It wouldn't come.

Onyx listened with a purr in his throat. Ajax seemed a wonderful ally, and good friend. Maybe he could replace Hannibal as Rightpaw Tom? Certainly he could. "We have work to do. I think it's time we showed what we can do..." he said. "And I need my best tom at, well, his best." he meowed. "How would you like to be the White Knight to the King?" he asked, his deep voice quiet and menacing. It was time the truth was realized and the facts were recognized. It was time for Onyx to step up to power and take over they syndicate, then the Clans, Starting with SkyClan, then WindClan, then the next depended on who was weaker. Soon he'd own the six lands of the forest. Ad any who did not follow, including leaders, would be sent to the desert to find refuge in the old turf and would never be allowed to return unless they joined him. Some would say he had a dumb plan and it would never happen, but this time he was stronger than ever and ready to fight.