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We need to have a talk on your behavior, young man. I understand you are angry with your moth-, Amaya, but blaming everything on her is too much, Zerox. And I understand Mirage's influence on cats, I do, but abusing a cat you're interested in? You know better! *grabs his ear and pulls him with her* Now let's go get you some food, your nothing but skin and bones and I'll be damned if my grandson goes hungry. We can talk more after dinner, over some pies perhaps, if you wish. EDIT: Zerox, I understand you are furious with everything, but I will ask you watch your mouth about Amaya. Would you prefer to be dead? Because if not for Amaya, you would be, you know? And she meant everything to you as a kit. I still remember you bumbling after her whenever she moved and I remember you learning to navigate your way to the loft, I've never seen Amaya more happy and proud of anyone than she was in that moment.... *sigh* I wish we were able to reach you and Amaya in time on that day. Even with her group, Mirage wouldn't have been able to take on all of us and you would still be safe at the barn, sharing prey and stories with the rest of us.... It's not too late, Zerox....
Touch me and you'll skip the retirement home, and go straight to cremation. You and that pathetic, weak woman that dared to call herself my mother are vermin that deserve to be snuffed out. I scarcely remembered her name, for she, nor you, ever meant ANYTHING to me. I hope the blame is enough to make her wither away, it's only what she deserves...and if that doesn't work, there are plenty of other ways I can make amends for what she did to me.
No need to thank me, my dear, none of you deserved the fate you would have been dealt there. I'm glad you three seem to be doing well, I'm just sorry I couldn't get you to a better clan or have adopted you all as my own.
Damn… if there’s anyone out there other than Antscatter that deserves my trust, it’s you. Your bravery to do something so dangerous yet so heroic is unmatched. It’s… really inspiring, looking back. It’s one of the few things that give me hope in this world. Thank you for everything, Frosted.
You do not need to thank me for it, it was the least I could do for you and your siblings. I'm sorry you all were dragged there to begin with. Hope no more, dearest, I am out of the Society and living a life better than I could have asked for nor do I deserve.
Thank you… for getting us out of there. I… don’t think I could’ve survived any longer had you not saved us when you did. I just hope… wherever you are now, that you’re doing well. And… just know I’ll never forget you.
Silk'Weaver, what a wonderful name for such a talented cat. I do not expect you or your siblings to be grateful, I couldn't possibly have left you kits within the Society. It was cruel and undeserving to you three. My safety meant nothing if it meant you and others had a chance to live, free and happy, away from the clutches of the Society, besides, I was nothing to sneeze at back then, it would have taken a lot of their fodder to catch and punish me, hehe. And believe it or not, dear, I did get something from it. I got to see the good in cats, the innocence I thought was long gone from this world. Helping others escape gave me the courage and will to escape on my own, which led to me meeting my mate and having my children and meeting all of the cats I care about. Saving, or being used by as you say, you and your siblings was a major stepping stone into a wonderful chapter of my life, even if I didn't know it at the time. But enough about this, ease it from your mind and do not continue to worry about it, Silk. What matters is that you and your siblings are alive and safe and have the freedom to choose how your life goes. Don't squander it all with worry. Live your life, Silk'Weaver, live it how you wish and be happy, my dear.
You helped us escape from what would eventually be our death sentence… I suppose I should be grateful, huh? But, all I can think is… why? Why would you accept being used by us and everyone else you’ve broken out at the expense of your own safety? We both know well what sort of punishments would be in store for you had you been caught… and you never even got anything in return for it. It just doesn’t make sense…
I never minded your smile and even now I admire your cunning, I just wish it was used for different purposes. Anyways, it was nice to catch up, Apollyon.
A shame you abandoned the Society.. but that is all right with me. One less traitor to worry of.. I suppose.
You may not remember me, you were quite young when I left, but I'm glad to see you alive, well and better off than your father, dear.
…..Yeahhhh I totally remember you from my childhood that I remember and have memories of (bro who is this woman 😭)
I hear you're taking in the younger cats of the Calvary, how many does that bring you to? I have seven myself, y'know. Definitely didn't see myself becoming a mother after the Society, but that's the way the wind blows, yea? Haha, I may sound crazy, but I miss you and our friendship. I wouldn't be opposed to occasionally go out and 'hunt' again if you ever wanted. Oh! We could share stories and pictures of our kits!
AW HELL YEAH! I’ve lost count of how many youngins I’ve taken under my wing, but it’s more than what you’ve got for sure haha! I’d totally be down t’ hang with you again— hell, you should totally join the merry band we got goin’ on over here! You can bring your kids too; it’ll be a BLAST!
I do miss our conversations, even with your obsession over that parasitic molly, but do not mistake me, our past means nothing if you endanger me or mine. Surely you still remember my favorite ways of torture and killing?
Oh I remember you alright. Lookin’ at ya now; knowin’ you’ve been a filthy, traitorous mole this whole fuckin’ time; it disgusts me. YOU disgust me. And if ya think you’re a threat to me, HAH! Let’s just say I hope you remember well what deeds I can pull. ‘Cause if I see you even once, you bet your ass you ain’t leavin’ my sights again alive.
Child, I have lived a long life. I am not naive enough to think that little shit is getting into heaven. I may be his grandmother and I may love him dearly, but I am with you in hoping for his downfall. Even I agree he has done too much too harshly.
Ngl you seem like the type of grandma to be like "heaven gained an angel today" when your grandson passes away except the grandson in question (ZEROX) put a switch on a hollow purple, wears a necklace made of tongues, collecting the teeth of his opps like boy scout badges, nicknamed chupacabra bc all his enemies turned anemic, a fully automatic rpg in his closet, sold vapes to middleschoolers with lighter fluid in them, "his smile lit up a room" so did his bullets, he owned a hellcat with his opps bones on the rims, bro might've been the vessel for sukuna, he was wanted in 56 countries, replaced all the air in the ventilators at the local hospital with tear gas, not even boiled holy water could help him, the justice league left the emergency response hotline on read, bro is one of muzan's upper moons, he throws sticky bombs onto moving ambulances, he created the 10th ring of hell, turned the city into a GTA server, he devours the souls of the innocent, snatching eyes off of people like dog tags---