Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151131/@comment-27350140-20151117194416

Malo was visible appearing out of his den on the cliff, carefully picking his way down onto the beach. The muscular ginger-and-white tom yawned, stretching each muscle in turn, before he glanced around at his Syndicate.

Every single one of them, every single one of these cats, were under his mercy and control. He could get them to do anything he wanted. He sneered softly, before climbing up onto the Cragstone Tower and beginning to sunbathe in the morning sun. He kept one eye open, incase one of the heirs tried to attack him. It'd happened before to other leaders, and it would happen again, he knew. The handsome tom gazed down at his cats watchfully as he basked in the warmth.