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The bag had just been sitting there. Closed and tied with a sturdy rope at the top, squirming, and right next to the place that Miss Temes had taken him as an optional place to hunt. The bottom of it looked wet, as if someone had started to put it into water and then thought better of it. It was...curious.

Yin could not help but to approach it, fumbling to undo the knot with his awkwardly long fingers until he was able to open the bag and peer inside.

To see an entire katti litter.

His stomach rumbled happily, and he started to reach in before he remembered. Night. Night would not be happy if he ate these kittens. And he respected the black cat boil, who had proven to be a fearsome opponent. Or just the first in a long line of people that could defeat him...he tried not to think about that too hard and hoisted the bag up. Night was a ghost, and he would be in the ghost dorms.

Once he found said dorm he entered, asked a gnome where the black cat was, agreed to help with some digging after his errand in return for the information, and headed off that direction. Was it room #13? He was not sure, he did not really pay much attention to numbers, just the turns that he needed to take.

He had arrived and set the bag down when he decided to look one more time at the litter before he left. This time he saw something he had not noticed before. Apparently someone had left a ball of yarn in the bag, and one katti was hopelessly entangled. Pulling it out of the bag he began trying to remove the yarn, wondering how on earth it had basically hogtied itself and was well on its way to wrapping its neck up as well. The katti seemed to blame Yin for its predicament, and was proceeding to alternate between yowling angrily and mewling pitifully.

"I most certainly did not take them. I found them." The mantodae simply reached down and plucked out another kitten, eyeing it as his stomach gurgled, reminding him that he had been going to eat.

"These would just be small morsels anyway. And I certainly would not bring them too your door to eat." It was true. If he were to eat a kitten he would at least have the decency to not be near the ghost dorms when he did so. "I simply brought them to share with you. He lifted the kitten up to eye level, and his lips felt dry, so without a second thought he licked them. "These ones looked pretty good."

"I shall not eat them Night," he promised, letting the boil take the kitten away. "I simply found these when I went to the..." He was about to say pound, but he was not sure if Miss Chuppi would appreciate him giving away her hunting place.

"I took them from where I go to hunt. When I saw them I could not help but think of you." He ran his eyes down the boil, curious to see if he had changed. The catboil was still a mystery to him, he did not look like a fearsome fighter but he had some real talent when push came to shove.

He really could not help that his lips were dry as he licked them again. Someone really needed to get the boil some moisturizer.

Yin carefully held the kittens to him as Night left, cuddling them to his chest. The black cat began taking the kittens to warm them up but something was wrong, and his form began to flicker. Yin was tempted to ask if everything was alright, but pointing out that one was losing control over their form could easily be considered rude.

He shrugged at the comment. "I have to eat...well, I did have to. I do not eat kittens any longer though. I only eat meat though, unless...are spookies meat?" The cat talking about his lips was a bit odd to him. "My lips are somewhat dry, but I do not know why that would be any of your concern?" Really, the ghost boil thought about the oddest things. "Maybe these kittens could use food?"

"Tuna?" The weremantis had no idea what that was, but followed Night inside when he gestured for him to come in. "I can promise you that I will not eat your minis," Yin said solemnly. Ones that were not his friend's? Well...those were fair game. Unless they were kittens apparently. If he just considered all kittens as being Night's then it worked out. Actually, if they were all Night's, he had better keep a careful eye out for more of them to bring the black cat boil.

He eyed the tube held out to him before tentatively taking it. Oh, so that was what the boil had been worried about. He took off the lid, "oh, chapstick is the wax used for your lips? I have never seen it in a tube like this." He quickly put some on his lips before capping the tube, holding it out to the boil as he surveyed the room. "This is a nice room," he offered politely, looking around as curiously as any of the kittens.

Fish jammed into a can? That....did not sound quite as appealing as Night seemed to think that it was. Still, fish was not that bad, and definitely edible, so if Night was going to insist on feeding him he supposed that he could try it. There was an odd noise and then an odd scent filled his nostrils...not unpleasant but certainly strong enough. The pets all seemed interested, apparently the cat boil ate the same food as his pets. Perhaps others might have been offended at the idea but as Yin fed Princess Eva what he ate it was not too ridiculous a notion.

"Thank you," he said as he took the can, and, with some amount of loathing, the fork. He speared about, and after a moment realized that if he used the fork as a scoop it worked much more efficiently than whatever he was doing. He managed to get a few morsels from the can into his mouth however. Tuna...was not that bad. It was unique, but it was tasty in its own way. He dug in as Night continued to talk.

"Oh you have a chosen?" he asked politely. "I hope that you two are happy together." He had a bite half-way to his mouth when his hand spasmed slightly at the odd position that holding a fork put it in and some tuna fell onto the floor. Whoops.

Yin was much too busy to be worried about the horrible language that Night had used. He managed to step away from the first minipet, and the second as well, but then they were everywhere. It was like he was in the center of a minipet storm, except this storm had started from the ground and several creatures seemed content to clamber up him to try to reach the can itself.

It was chaos, utter chaos. Night's voice barely cut through and he dropped the can and tried to move away. "I do not wish for more tuna," he informed the boil in an obviously stressed voice.

"Not large scale hunts, just for food," He tried to explain quickly but Night was already moving on. And what he heard...

Night was...terrifying. Yin had never met a more sinister being in Halloween. His evil plots, the look on his face suggesting that he would absolutely take pleasure in following through with his threat. And he knew how strong Night himself was...no. Just no.

He stood there, feeling a deep sense of fear as Night touched him, his hands running paths up and down his limbs, examining all of him and looking completely satisfied. The cat who got the cream. "Y-y-yes j-just f-fine." He tried to get his limbs to work, taking a tiny step back and then another. "Am I allowed to leave?" Yin did not really feel this way, he did not back down from fights and challenges. But this was something even more sinister somehow. He had thought that the boil was a nice boil, but he had surely misjudged him. Even to the point that he was asking for permission to leave.