"Make everything public," Copymachine purred to Ares, pleased she had found a male. One way or another, the leader of SorrelClan would make him hers, all hers. "Anything to eat around here? I thought this was a party!" the fawn point mewed, blue eyes locked on Ares, watching his every move, every breath. This place was probably full of males, but Copymachine wanted this one in particular.