Blackpath
he/him
the large, muscular mainecoon shook out his thick black fur before paddling over to the one he guessed was Houndhunter... His Pale Icy blues flickered with something like... amusement. he quite thought it was amuseing how one could look at anothers face and tell when they were in a bad mood.
Blackpath didn't care though right now, He Had Better things To Do then Play all hail your highness and humor some cat by trying no to piss them off. now they just had to wait for Deadpool... how funny did the Deputy think he was, Grouping up a bunch of cats with dark names?
the Massivve Tom Shook himself once more, taking a moment to scratch a pesky itch, before settling to wait for the last one...
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vampire @xavior.