In his mind Lynx was in his usual circle as he had always been. A few steps up was an empty chair; it wasn't rare seeing another figure in his conscious space, but this time the person wasn't standing nor was the figure bent over. This time it was stepping proudly to the chair.
"I am not a king!" Lynx screamed mentally at the figure.
"Stop me then human," The figure grinned proud and mocking with it's sharp eyes. It grinned at Lynx who was still on his knees within his circle. Lynx trembled at the sight of the figure that strode confidentially to the chair.
"No, stop it!" Lynx shouted once more, he stood and lifted a foot to approach, but before it went over the line, he withdrew himself.
"Coward," expressed the figure derisively, it ran it's long index finger over the chair's top rail, the next moment he flopped down satisfied.
