#hemad

Naasir felt... absolutely satisfied tonight. So much so, he was in a complete state of relaxation, his tail flickering about, curling loosely around the stool. He nearly wanted to purr, leisurely stretching across on the bar stand. His hunt went without a hitch, a chuckle slipping his lips. How dare a human think they were going to get away with stealing from him? He kept records of everything. It may have been a few hundred he could have easily replaced in an hour's time, money was hardly the issue to him. It was simply the principal of the matter. A thief could never be trusted. From same flithy cesspool as cheaters and deceitful scum. They paid dearly for their crime. He savored their beating heart pulsating against his tongue, watching the light faded from their eyes. Though it was a struggle to put down, it was one of the most revolting humans he had the pleasure of consuming, eventually he had, fighting his stomach all the while. "I need to chose better humans. Positively revolting," he grated, swirling the contents of his untouched cocktail in front of him. Strawberry tequila. He purred, lapping slowly at the sugary coating on the rim of the glass, his tail curling at the sweet yet fruity taste. "I see my brother hasn't changed his drinking habits." A quiet snarl entered in his features at the snarky purr, finding not worth his time to turn his head to the feminine voice. "I see my sister still finds me worthy enough to visit," he spat, taking a sip from his drink. "I must say, I'm curious what my little brother is up to. He seems to be skulking about in the shadows alot instead of being a proud leader like our Father." Her voice steadily rose in pitch, seething with anger. "He is only squandering the power bestowed on to him." "Bestowed?" The glass shattered in his hand. In an instant, he used that very same hand to wring her precious little neck, burying shards of glass in her tender throat. Ignoring the small kitten claws desperately clawing at his hand for air, he hissed with menace, "I earned that power for my own. I fought with these claws" -black nails dug into her flesh for emphasis, smiling as she cried out- "for my throne, Kaija. While you sat on the side, bawling your pathetic little tears for daddy's demise instead of kneeling at my feet." Shoving her away, watching her crumble to the floor with a pitiless gaze, he towered above her, his anger honed and sharp. "You are no sister of mine. I should have eaten you then. Should eat you now. But I'm willing to spare you this time, for memories sake, if you never show your disgusting face to me again."

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