I have fought a fight today. Those stupid Montague's decided to raise tool to my uncles servants. Of course Benvolio wanted to stop it. He never wants to fight. Peace is his only route. But I know his weakness. Yes, a hot temper he has. Give it fire, it will burn wild. Poke it, it will burst. I gave it a spark and it blasted out. We exchanged blows. I caught a piece of him and him a piece of me. Yet the king of cats prevails. My nine lives are still mine but even if all my nine lives are taken, I am going to take every last one of the Montague's! I bite my thumb to them all!
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