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In a game of cats, you win, or you're brutally murdered by the competition in a lovers vs lovers death match.
I get bored. I'm a cat. It's inevitable. The Understudy, despite her normally innocent appearances, gets bored, too.
We have joined forces to bring you our favorite fantasy couples… and face them off in a death match.
We're cats. Were you really expecting something lovey-dovey here?
Today, I have picked Kate and Curran from the Kate Daniels series to be my champions.
The Understudy has picked Jane and Bruiser from the Jane Yellowrock series to be her champions.
Obviously, Kate and Curran win, right? I mean… Kate has her sword and Curran is a CAT. Cats always win.
… my Understudy is glaring at me, and insists I remind everyone that Jane is a CAT, and therefor she must win.
Look, Understudy. Kate's so badass she can screw around with the blood of her enemies. No, I don't care that Jane can rip people apart with her claws.
Jane needs rocks to transform–and body parts. Curran just bursts out of his clothes in a sexy display of lion rage. And Kate has a sword. Of course Kate and Curran win!
The human interrupts this game of cats for a special message to the subscribers.
I'm so sorry. They're hissing at each other and the fur is already flying. Who do you think should win this death match?