[doghouse]

Zia jumped away from the others. "Wanna play?" She asked, and, without waiting for the strange tom's reply, she bounded over, glared at the cat, and sat down. She studied him for a moment, her green eyes intent. She jumped up and flashed out a paw, claws gleaming. She was aiming for his nose, and her movement was fast, and hopefully unexpected. Zia let out a hiss as she did. She wasn't trying to be friendly. She was trying to prove herself.