Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832013-20160923012623/@comment-33008190-20161113014940

(This hasn't been used in 17 days. I guess when the STARDARK war happens, it'll start up big again.)

Malevolence returns from drinking in oily pods. He looks at Leopardsonf and reissues a conversation.

She is mysterious, seems innocent, but is a violent manipulator. He admires this. Malevolence was lost in her eyes and smart words for a while, but now he has found his place again. He takes on a colder tone and meows, deeper, darker, feeling the Dark Forest become one with him again.

"Hello, again. I see you didn't miss me while I was gone."

He does not wait for a reply. Waiting for something is what gets you faded away in the Dark Forest.

As Malevolence mumbles "You really don't seem like you belong here," to start a chain of information he could use from her, he sees the contradiction.

If waiting is wrong, then why shall he wait moons for Sagekit or Winterkit? The whole purpose is to train fast, strongly, and get their trainees out into the world.

He chose the smallest cat in all of BlogClan, and the most irritatingly difficult, and he waits for his path?

The moment of being himself is snapped away, and Malevolence drowns in existential confusion henceforth.