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Cleo's head tilted and a dark expression washed over her face when the tom mentioned humans. She hated humans and vowed never to go near them again. When her and her brother, Vasilli, were on their own, two small humans dressed in all black and looked very different from the other humans, tortured them for a short period. Vasilli and Cleo managed to escape but not before they had scars on their bodies. The scars were now hidden by their pelts that thankfully grew back but Cleo will never forget what they had gone through. Looking back at Lavernius, she nodded curtly at his words. "Well the Dusk Syndicate is a gang, a group, a colony, whatever you want to call it of rogues, kittypets, loners, you name it. However, these cats are more sinister than most. Though we have three roles here: Fighter, Hunter, and Healer. It ranks strongest to weakest in that order. Me and mister tough guy over there..." She paused to look at the semi-freaked out tom with an eye roll, "are Fighters." The beautiful pale Bengal fae flicked her ears at the younger tom. "There are a lot of cats here." Cleo then turned her head toward the direction of camp. "Because we found you on the territory, we will have to bring you back with us. Renn would be very intrigued to see such a handsome tom such as yourself." She glanced at Church wondering if the tom would ever gain his composure again.
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Church remained silent as the two spoke, still unsure what to do in this situation and being terrible with younger cats. Though Lavernius listened to Cleo as stiffened slightly as she said that he had to go with them. Part of him wanted to run - sinister? It didn't sound like something he wanted to get involved with. But still... he didn't really have a place to go, and he was a bit curious about this Dusk Syndicate that Cleo was speaking of. He was hesitant to really say anything for a bit, and decided to just nod. The black and aqua tom didn't know what else to do. He was sure that if he tried to leave, than Church and Cleo would have to track him down, but he wasn't their enemy, and he wasn't one for fighting, so he went with the simplest solution. As the molly glanced back at Church, so did Lavernius, still uncertain about the tom that had originally found him and seemed... really strange. But as long as he wasn't going to hurt him, it was alright.