Jack dodged Clay's first attack with a smirk of pure sadistic joy.

"What's wrong Clay? Is it that I'm right?" He dodged another swipe.

"You sister is one of the Heylin." Another swipe, easily dodged.

"I just figured you that you would get lonely here without any friends-" Clay was getting angier, more sloppy, his hits easier to dodge.

"We could bring her here, have her join you. Or maybe the next time your Monk friends decide to stupidly attack-"

"Enough! You wanna feel like the vermin you are, You want to be hunted? You got it" Clay's voice was nothing more than a rumble that sent an odd shiver down Jack's spine. Still he had to snark, it was his nature.

"Finally, ready to play house cat? Ok, Tom, come and get me!" Both crouched low to the ground as they prepared for the fight of a lifetime.

Clay moved slinking low to the ground circling Jack slowly as Jack turned to keep him in his sights. It was silent as the two circled each other. They focused barely breathing as their bodies tensed ready for action at any moment. Suddenly, Clay lunged at Jack, Jack danced away and the fight was on.

Clay's attacks were precise and brutal. Often catching on Jack's fur before denting the stone arena as he missed again, barely. Eventually, Jack found himself herded towards the edge of the arena. He nearly grinned, amused. He was truly being hunted the moral monk lost his patience with just a few taunts. Jack clicked his tongue.

"No patience, no anger management-" Jack dodged another attack,

"No aim. Seriously, what are they- whoops I mean were, what were they teaching you at the temple? It's a good thing you're not there anymore it's a waste of your potential" As Clay's paw just barely missed him slamming into the ground in front of Jack. This time Jack was at the edge of the arena looking at Clay expectantly. The audience around them remained silent and interested. Their interest felt like that of vultures circling, waiting for a death so that they could feast.

Clay didn't move for a moment and Jack opened his mouth to taunt him once again before hearing the crack and watching as the arena beneath him started to crumble.

"Well, shi-" he dropped as the ground disappeared from beneath his feet. Clay felt

satisfaction fill him as he watched his smart mouthed tormentor fall. He turned to face some of the audience who remained scarily still and quiet as if waiting, as if the battle wasn't already over. Too late he realized he hadn't heard the splash of a body hitting the water below. He spun looking for Jack's small furry body over the side of the arena, he saw nothing. Then he startled as he heard a voice next to him,

"Hey big fella, whatcha looking for?" Clay whipped around to see a human Jack hovering beside and slightly above him.

"You-!" Jack grinned

"Welcome to the heylin side." And with the swing of a jet boot aided by a burst of air Jack kicked Clay in the head sending his large body flying across the stage like a ragdoll. Jack had calculated the strength of his strike perfectly. Clay bounced several times in the large arena hitting the ground hard each time before sliding to the edge of the stage. Jack tensed when Clay slid far enough for his head to flop off the edge but ultimately Clay stayed on the stage, he didn't get up again. For a moment it was silent before an eruption of sound suddenly filled the audience roared and yowled their approval. Jack bowed gracefully before walking over to pick up the large cat, several warriors, in an impressive feat, jumped down to the stage and transformed to help him. Ruffling his hair patting his head and hugging him affectionately. Aura was one of the warriors their excitedly congratulating him on his victory. She saw him as one of her own and he suddenly felt he had a mother and siblings. He had never felt more loved and accepted in his teenage years and he could often be found with either Chase or his new family (his old one hadn't even realized he was gone.) Jack chatted with her as they dropped Clay off in a solitary chamberas the did not want him to wake and attack the warriors in training he would be sleeping with afterwards. Jack pet him almost affectionately until Clay purred in his sleep.

"One down." He said quietly before heading of to play with his younger siblings and regal them with the tales of his victory.

As usual when he arrived at the nest (as he liked to call it) he was first greeted by his rough and tumble brothers who he let nimble on his long tail as they tried to move much more than they were able to. His sisters each greeted him with a nuzzle as they would likely sneak attack him later. After excited greetings from the kittens who had opened their eyes only a couple of weeks ago Jack wondered further into the nest where two other kittens had yet to open their eyes and ears.

"Mama, I thought about what we discussed," he looked at her. "I will name them. As four of the stronger kittens opened their eyes Aura had named Hazina, Aghla, Jasper, Nuri. There two quiet ones remained unnamed. Jack had noticed this and when he asked why Aura had explained that in her culture, they did not name the weak young children for fear that in death they would linger, not knowing they were dead and waiting for people to call their name. Naming also connected you to the child too firmly and mourning to much would cause you and the child misery as it unknowingly haunted you unable to move on. Jack still wanted to try to save the kittens but had decided to take time to think about it in order to respect his adopted mother's beliefs. He checked on them daily and Aura had seen the love and desperate longing fill him. She shook her head, he was already bonded. Undoubtedly he knew what it was like for people to give up on him. There was no one she could trust more to save these babies.

"You know the risks but if anyone can help them it's someone who's had to overcome weakness himself. Go with my blessing Gamal." One of the first things Aura did was rename Jack as her own. Jack nodded,

"Their names are Eris and Loki Gods of mischief, because when they finally do get moving, they'll make up for lost time." Jack grinned as he and Aura gently moved the kittens outside the den before Jack transformed to human so he could gently carry them back to his room. He said his goodbyes and made the journey as slowly and gently as possible. Luckily Wuya was still sulking in her room so he was able to avoid her on his way there.

Once in his room he settled them on a warm heat pad before turning into a car and curling around them. He was determined that the small long haired kittens would live. Near the heating pad Jack had set up both formula and a couple of computers, one for cat form and one for human form, so he could still work plan and schedule around his little bundles of joy. Jack was ready.