Originally Posted by MooingPanda (Post 900809) Mulberry decided against her better judgement that the kit should be alright. "Ok, but if anythings wrong, come and find me or Jaggedfang. He's a three-legged cat and I'm sure that he would help you out."

Originally Posted by Fern (Post 900871) "It's alright, I'm fine!" The little kit's stomach gave a small rumble. "But- I could use a few hunting tips.."

Originally Posted by gs29513 (Post 899577) Nodding quickly to Nala, Pit was about to pad off to look for some prey when her tail flicked at him, and sliding into the barrel, he heard her words. It made sense, although she certainly wasn't helpless. You're not helpless. You can fight better than most of the cats here I would bet! You just have to take care of more than yourself. If she really wanted to he believed she could thrash anyone still. She was just more cautious. Neither of them wanted anything to happen to the kits.

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Silver walked out her fur in a tangled mess. Continuously sheathing and unsheathing her claws to steady herself. Her dappled pelt was dirty, but she did not care. Cleanliness was not one of her strong-suits. Maybe that's why not many cats ever approached her, or maybe it was just because she wasn't a very likable person. The she-cat wasn't paying much attention and stumbled over a small yet neat pile of pebbles. She didn't care who had put it there, but for goodness sake, it hurt. Her paw throbbed although she kept walking. Feeling hungry she needed to do some hunting, although she was not very good at that. Silver wasn't very good at a lot of things. Probably the only thing she was actually decent at was sleeping. Even though she had trouble doing that sometimes. It had felt like her life had been falling apart ever since her best friend had died in a battle with a fox. Her best friend, Hawkcreek, was the only person in her life who had ever stuck around. He was very sweet, and she missed him dearly. Maybe that was when it had all started to crumble. Or maybe it was just the one thing that had set her over the edge. Silver's stomach twisted as she thought about Hawkcreek. Or maybe it was just because she was hungry. Nonetheless, hunting would do her good. It would for one thing distract her and for another, satisfy her hunger.

Originally Posted by MooingPanda (Post 900886) Mulberry sighed. She really should be getting back. But, she couldn't just leave the kit now. "Alright. Do you know anything yet? How about we start off with the hunter's crouch. I'm Mulberry, by the way."

Originally Posted by ~dust~ (Post 900911) She smiled hesitantly. She purred against his shoulder and said You think so? Her tail swished over her be,ly that was swelling every day.

Originally Posted by Shadeleaf (Post 901072) Dawn's icy eyes scanned the gathered cats. She was settled atop a roof, cautiously observing her surroundings. She still felt mistrust towards the ever increasing population of Fisher's Point. She hadn't made an effort to converse with anyone, nor the other way around. Dawn had issues when it came to putting her trust in cats. After her family's unfortunate falling out, she had to survive on her own, viewing cats as enemies. (Open)

Originally Posted by gs29513 (Post 901079) Tiny didn't know why she was so sure her family, her REAL family would be here, but she thought they would be. Nala was probably only a few fox-lengths away, somewhere in the sea of cats. But she couldn't see them from in the hubub, and had clambered onto the roof of a building, gazing around intently. She was small, but a good fighter and hunter, ruthless as she had been taught to be. Still, she had a streak of politeness, and padding up to the cat already on the roof, she mewed Hello. How are you? It was possible after all, that this cat had seen Pit or Nala and would be able to direct her towards them if she played it right.