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|| Thomas ||

Jude walked along a fence, finding it interesting how different each side of it was. On his left stood a bunch of trees, and on his right were strange-looking structures. His eyes were wide as he watched a few twolegs walk out of them. He'd never seen a twoleg, and they were far from what he was expecting. 'How strange.'

He continued his trek, hopping off the fence when it abruptly ended. He looked around, wondering if he would see any more twolegs. Instead his gaze settled on a cat.

The cat looked very, very familiar. They were pretty far off, so he couldn't really get a glimpse of their face. This couldn't be his friend, could it? "Natalia?"

[Thomas]

Thomas was taking another walk.

He loved his housefolk, but he was still thankful that they gave him the freedom to spend his days as he liked... It was bliss. He wasn't even paying attention to anything.

When suddenly a name that wasn't his forced him into alertness.

Was that mouse-heart around?! She better not be. He would've thought she would've died a long time ago. She'd been small and weak when he'd walked out on her. C'mon, it's not like she would've actually thrived... Right? 

His attention fixed on the speaker. It was some random tom. Seemed like a rogue. The problem was... He was looking straight at Thomas. Did this guy really know his pathetic little sister? And how dare he mistake him for her! He was nothing like her!

He marched up to the offending tom. "I am NOT my sister!" He growled.

He always did have problems keeping back rude comments.

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Jude stayed put when the tom marched up to him. He bit his lip. This was definitely not Natalia. He smirked at the growl, eyes lighting up. 'Sister? No way!' He made sure to take in every detail of the kittypet. He wanted to report back to Natalia later.

"Yeah, I see that now. You're a lot uglier." He took a seat, ready for whatever was coming next. This would be fun, especially since Thomas was a kittypet. They weren't really something to be afraid of. If Thomas was a loner this would be a different story.

[Thomas]

Thomas hated that look on the tom's face.

He recoiled as the rogue insulted him to his face. Seriously?! He wondered what sort of lies that Natalia spouted off to this moron. He could only imagine how she painted herself as the perfect pathetic pitiable victim, painting him as the villain! He did what anyone would've done when faced with someone so weak.

"What sort of fox-dung are you buying into?!" He snarled angrily.

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Jude couldn't help but snicker as Thomas only got angrier. "What do you mean?" He tipped his head to the side, eyes going to Thomas's collar. 'Ew.' That was hideous. 'I can't imagine that being comfortable.'

He shifted his paws, taking a glance at their surroundings. 'It's just kind of... cluttered.' He looked down at the sidewalk, feeling the cement under his paws. It wasn't as nearly as comfortable as grass. 'They really live a different life over here.' He re-focused on Thomas, clearing his throat. "Do you have something against her? You look kind of tense."

[Thomas]

Thomas let out a low growl.

It was exactly as he thought. This idiot bought into all the lies that he was more than positive little Natalia spouted. He supposed she did have a way of charming cats. His mother had been such a victim.

"Have something against her?" He scoffed. "Who wouldn't? If you saw her for who she really was, you'd leave her behind."

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He perked his ears in interest. "Really? What's she really like?" Whatever Thomas was about to say, Jude wouldn't believe it for a second. 'I have to pretend like I believe him, though. That way I'll get more information.'

He padded off the sidewalk and sat in some dirt. Anything was better than that hot, smooth rock-like thing.

[Thomas]

Thomas laughed humorlessly. 

"Little Natalia? She's weak. Worthless. Expects everyone to love her and everything to be handed to her! Apparently she survived somehow..." He gave Jude a sour look. "I know for a fact she must've lied and fed off of other honest cats who actually hunted." He growled.

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Jude listened, expression staying the same. 'Worthless.' That kind of sounded like something Natalia would say about herself. 'Maybe she has a low self confidence because of this tom.' He narrowed his eyes. 'He's her brother! How can he be so rude?' "I'm pretty sure she can hunt for herself."

[Thomas]

Thomas huffed.

"Yeah, right." He remembered that Natalia had indeed been taught to hunt... Mostly by him. He'd only taught her because he felt that the brat shouldn't have been so pampered. Almost like a wild kittypet, which was an oxymoron. Impossible.

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"No, really! She can hunt. Probably better than you can." He gave Thomas a disapproving look, shaking his head. "Can you even hunt? You're a kittypet. You're the one that gets things handed to you." He pointed out, brushing some dirt off of his paws. 'What a hypocrite.'

[Thomas]

Thomas growled.

"Seriously?! She goes on and on about how bad I am and she never mentions where we came from once?!" He scoffed. "We were loners before anything else. Our family was made up entirely of loners." He explained angrily. "And I can hunt fine!" He added loudly.

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"You really think you're that important? She doesn't go on and on about you." He shrugged when Thomas said that they were loners. "But you're not one now. I bet you've forgotten how to hunt." He faked a smile, ready to defend Natalia no matter what Thomas said. "Tell me, how do pellets taste?"

[Thomas]

Thomas snorted.

"I know she whines and whines." He claimed. Then his voice dropped back into a low growl when Jude began taunting him and calling his abilities into question. His housefolk wouldn't like Thomas coming back hurt, but he really couldn't care right now. His claws slid out as he lunged at Jude, trying to claw at the tom's face.

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Jude yowled as he felt claws slide down his face. He leaped forward, attempting to grab Thomas by the stomach and tackle him over. His face was pounding and felt hot, though he tried to ignore it as best he could. "You must be talking about a different cat. Natalia doesn't whine!"