//open for a short rp
Candle had been wandering aimlessly around the territory, watching the world fly past her. It had been a while since any interaction, positive or negative. The birds were much more understanding than any cats Candle could meet, anyway. She always wondered how their slim wings held up their fat bodies. Like bees! How did that work? And why couldn’t cats have wings? She sighed. The mysteries of the universe..
A sudden wave of cat-scent flooded over her, and Candle stumbled. What the heck? She pushed past a small bush, and gasped. A group of rogues was before her, conversing and moving. Ooh! This was so.... uh... well, Candle couldn’t think of a word.