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In ancient times, when people worshipped cats more openly than they do now, there was a well-known story about a majestic cat king, Floofatoa, whose floofy mane and luxurious coat were capable of bringing great joy and solace to his people. This king, as the legend says, got his magical coat and mane by winning a bet with the almighty god of the big cat tribes, a tribe he was at war against.Prior to his bet, he spoke of how his elite unit of ninja cat warriors were the strongest fighters in all the realms, but incredibly bad at poetry. Of course, when he then suggested a bet based on a contest between the two tribes, the big cat god obviously chose poetry as the contest, thinking it an easy win for his people's warrior poets. Little did he know that Floofatoa's stealthy ninjas were also trained in arts of all kinds, tables to paint with not only brushes but their words too.
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