My twist on the old Roman past time, only now it's a contest between some Werecats. And for all of you who haven't met the little monster, the grey cat is Mule. Mule is my cat, evil incarnate, and he has sharp claws too! Mule has another name, but it was given to him by my family, and is thus too wussy to remember. Notice the non-caring on Mule's face, even after he has just brutaly, possibly mortally, slashed a potential mate accross the stomach. He's so evil; I'm so proud of him.