Lucius walked down the street, his black tail twitching at the utter silence. He gazed over at the houses to his right as he walked and frowned. Which one belonged to his father? Lucius had left so long ago, he had forgotten where he was born, and where his father used to take him. Lucius's father was none other than Francis. He had inherited his black fur, and general face shape from his father. However, he was alot more refined, and thought himself to be far more intelligent then his father. He had left both his parents when he was a fully grown adult, and he wandered about night after night since then. He never once thought about going back to his parents for love or support. Lucius was also curious as to how his other two siblings were. Last time he saw them, they were really opposed to his attitude.
Lucius finally stopped and looked over at the numbers for the gate of this house. His eyes narrowed as he realized he had found his father's home. He'd have to sneak in, and silently. He quickly jumped from where he stood to the stone fencing of Francis's house, figuring he should come in through the window of his father's old room. As he walked along side the rim of the gate his ear twitched and he turned his amber eyes onto the figure that was following after him.
"So you're alive?" Bluebeard grunted as he looked to Lucius in front of him. Lucius didn't say anything for a while then nodded. "Your parents thought you were dead boy. To be honest I really didn't give a damn, but your parents were frantic." Bluebeard murmured as he jumped down from the stone fencing, and walked on the lawn towards the back of the house. Lucius also jumped down from the fencing, and followed alongside Bluebeard.
"I was out of town. It has been far too long. What happened to my siblings?" Lucius asked as he and Bluebeard sat down. Bluebeard snorted.
"Atila disappeared." Bluebeard said as he laid down on his side with a groan. Lucius looked down for a moment and twitched his whiskers. His older brother, Atila, looked more like his mother than his father. He was also much more aggressive then Lucius's other sibling, and mother.
"Do you figure he just left like I did, or was he killed?" Lucius asked in monotone. Bluebeard shrugged.
"The idiot was going around, picking fights with the wrong cats. I wouldn't be surprised if Kong used him as floss." Bluebeard grunted. Lucius looked to the tree that branched up to Francis's window.
"I'll speak with you more later. I must see my father." Lucius said quietly as he quickly trotted to the tree, and sprinted up it, digging his claws into the bark for support. He then proceeded to walk along the longest branch, towards the window to Francis's room.