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“Mm hm hm.”

His signature, knowing chuckle.

Its introduction was, of course, a short-lived lull after the door to his humble, dusty home shot open.

“But whether I leave or stay, the bond between us – it remains.” These words that he carefully chose were fluff. One of Merlin's flaws was how he could easily disappear without goodbyes and farewells. His consideration for the feelings of others was lacklustre regardless as to whether or not he cared for them. Much too often, his mind was on which tome he may cross next. So, he attempted to utter something that could be perceived as deep or profound to skirt around the issue. 

He crept from the shades of the home's interior after the sounding of rustling papers and weight descending upon the aged, wooden floor.

“You want to come with me?” It appeared he did not dismiss the latter half of his outburst. “Don't you have business here – but I mean, anybody who would like to accompany me is free to, of course! I would appreciate the company.”

“Good day!” He waved a paw at the head-bound dragon.

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Lance's fiery orbs narrowed in their gaze toward Merlin, because despite his wording being sound in reason he felt like it was hogwash. He may of been young but he wasn't a complete idiot!

Nonetheless, his agitation was very quickly wiped away with the he-cats approval of his company. In fact, his entire visage evolved to something bounding with glee and he'd quickly puffed out his small armored chest, a hand going up in a quick salute, "Yeah?! You won't regret it, Sir! I promise!--"

Bonk.

The dragon atop his skull was actually the receiver of Arthur's blade, but nonetheless, due to his senses being intertwined with it, he'd audibly, "Ahg!" along with the small summon resting atop him, which let out a gruffer and more beastly agh! The two evidently connected.

"The hell!" He turned on heel and promptly threw a strong foot into Arthur's stomach, returning punishment. Too distracted by vengeance to take any real note of the other young tom's aspiration to join them.

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Merlin & Arthur

Eden, haha, I feel like these two "spar" a lot like Burningpaw & your kitty used to hahaha.

P.S. The dragon is a card summon & it's more or less just a second him [though it does sometimes seem to be it's own creature], he uses them for hearing since he's naturally deaf
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The effect of Arthur's proud proclamation was somewhat marred by the fact that he immediately fell backwards onto his rump as Lancelet's foot connected with his stomach. Ego more bruised than his butt, the tabby responded with an 'oi!' and launched himself at his friend-turned enemy with the intention of sinking his needle-like teeth into the shin.

That was until Merlin reappeared in the doorway – Arthur hadn't even realised the eldest cat had left – and gave them the warning.

Looking back at himself, Arthur was somewhat ashamed of his behaviour and hastily scooped himself back up with a salute towards the cloaked feline.

"No need, sir! A knight is always at the ready!" He cast a cheeky side glance at Lancelet with the unspoken words unlike some people.

Mint Everett-Bailey Merlin

They were both so adorable. No real harm was done to either of the two and for whatever reason, Merlin did not seem to find their exchange any bit dangerous. Then again, it was hardly the first time he witnessed such an exchanged. Their rivalry was a defining characteristic of the two.

“Oh, really now?” Merlin replied with a tone tinged with genuine surprise. “So, you both made arrangements to accompany me in advance before I could take my leave. That's quite clever.”

He moved passed the two after Lancelot made his readiness known. Of course, as did Arthur. It was just that the sword-wielding feline did not get the last word – at least not at that moment.

“Remember those of the village who felled those beasts. You two will have to do the same as they for we will no longer be within the safe confines of the village!”

There was something behind his words. He could not truly be relying on the two of them for the journey, could they?

“You're leaving, Merlin?” Inquiries of that nature peppered him as he made his way to the village's entrance. Stops were made along the way as a result; but eventually, they did pass into the outside world.

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Of course, Lancelot agreed with Arthur's exclamation. "Monsters are part of the reason we must take this quest, so there's no place for fear! We must become strong enough to defeat them all!" It was all Lancelot really wanted from this expedition into the unknown: to become powerful enough to fell any baddie. He wanted to be a true fearless Warrior. Unfazed by any danger.

For a moment, his facade had went serious, his mind tinged with wild fantasies of tragedy, victory and hardship. There were few young toms like he and Arthur in their village — many liked the soft kittypet lifestyle, to stay safe within the confines of Tiger's Eye. Which explained why they'd been so close all these years. Even so, it was bittersweet walking through the myriad of familiar faces and saying farewells. There were three cats he'd missed greatly, but, sometimes a Hero had to make sacrifices.

When the village was behind them, he felt relief -- but also the sad departure of finality. For that, he'd turn and again nod alongside the words mumbled from the sword-toting feline, "Yeah? I don't mind where we go, myself, but, I guess it is smart for a Warrior to have some mental preparation before arriving somewhere new."

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