Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151131/@comment-27350140-20151124211640

Malo gazed down at his Syndicate with narrowed eyes, and he let out a yowl to tell every cat to gather round the tower. He waited impatiently for the cats to come and sit.

He didn't particularly care about Pike's death. Oh, no. He was just another recruit, another one that didn't matter. It was the possibility of all of his cats getting murdered like this that concerned him. Without recruits and heirs, he had no one to control and he'd just be a rogue. He was convinced they had a murderer on the inside, working to poison their own kin. His lip curled back in disgust at the very thought of such a traitor.