"You alright there, house cat?"

Emerging from where she'd watched the entire encounter in the shadows, Flute trotted towards Cosmo, blue eyes looking innocent and inquisitive. He'd taken quite a fall, and from her hidden place in the shadow of the abandon building, she'd had to bear witness to the entire scene. It usually wasn't in her nature to approach others, as she tending to keep to herself or at the side of her brother, but something about this tom amused her. Perhaps it was the fall, perhaps it was the way she'd caught him talking to himself - as there were no other cats around him at the time of his descent.

She finally reached a spot in front of him, eyes still trained on him as she waited for an answer. The she-cat made no move to help him, so even if he wasn't alright, her presence would do anything but help. Instead, paws placed in front of her, she took a seat, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth before it finally rested on her paws. "You took quite a tumble there. Hopefully nothing is sprained or out of place. That would surely be a shame."

Flute tipped her head to one side, studying him as he spoke. He had his guard up, that was the first thing that stood out. She'd have to do something about that in order to gain his trust, but other than that he seemed rather pleasant. Typical for a house cat, as most rogues were more jagged and rough around the edges - even loners, who for the most part weren't as vicious as the rogues were known to be.

"Well, keep an eye on that. Some bored stray sees that you're hurting, they'll definitely exploit that for their gain." A slight hint of concern laced her voice, and the molly made it look like she was genuinely concerned about his well-being, which actually couldn't be further from the truth. She was just bored, and since her brother Chief had gone off to explore on his own, she was alone here with only her sarcasm to keep her company. It was time for a distraction.

As for what she was doing here, Flute gave a shrug of her shoulders, getting to her paws and glancing around as if surveying the building they were in. "Oh, you know. Curiosity. Boredom. The chance to help a struggling stranger." The last word held a bit of a joking tone as she leveled her gaze at him, offering a wink and a smirk before continuing to glance around her. "What do you take of the cats who have already gathered here? Think they're trustworthy? I wonder if any of them even know how to hunt."

The breeze felt night as Chief made his way around the outskirts of where it seemed a rather ragtag group of cats had decided to assemble. He didn't plan on interacting with any of them yet - and hoped that his sister Flute was following his lead. Before they'd arrived, they had both agreed to keep themselves hidden until they were able to meet back up and discuss if they should call this place home, or keep moving. He was all for the 'keep moving' option, but Flute had grown tired of the constant traveling, always voicing the need for stability. The tom huffed, rolling his eyes. Stability. How boring.

Rounding a horizontal-laying trash can, he came upon a rather peculiar site. Was this a house cat attempting to hunt? It had been quite some time since the tom had come across such an amusing site, so he decided to crouch down and watch. As he predicted, the mouse escaped the first attempt, only to be cornered later and killed. Dumbass. "That was quite the catch." It had been a last minute decision, but Chief decided to reveal himself. He'd take the heat from Flute later - this was too good an opportunity to pass up. "I bet you're a really good hunter. That mouse didn't even stand a chance!"

After all the moons spent only having her brother to talk to - who could be quite annoying and arrogant at times, in her view - it was refreshing to hear another voice. Perhaps this would become a cat she could talk to frequently. This was exactly why she had wanted to start thinking about settling down and grow some roots. Convincing her kin of that, however, would be another journey in its entirety. "Seems like you've got your head on straight. Trust should be earned, not given." Ironic, since she was hiding a majority of her personality from this newcomer and trying to force his hand into trusting her. Usually it worked quicker than this, with her charm and grace. But Flute was up for a challenge.

"Oh goodness. I do not want to be responsible for this load of kits. Probably never even seen a mouse, let alone a few of them." She chuckled, although the thought disgusted her. Leading a group of cats, all with differing opinions on what to do and how to run things? She'd much rather hang out in the sidelines, working her magic under the cloak of someone else. "I hope they at least know how to stay alive. We're quite far from civil grounds, as you'd mentioned earlier the farther you get into the forest, the more savage cats become." A glance in Cosmo's direction. "I'm Ruby, by the way." Yes, the lie slipped out like a stream over rocks, easy and unbothered, almost as if her name was in fact Ruby. This tom had no business knowing her real name. She was certain she'd reveal it soon enough, but for how she'd be Ruby - the caring, sweet, but quick witted cat who'd been around these parts for moons.