Originally Posted by Christmassy Peril (Post 901318) l Fern l She nodded and put them back. "Any herbs catch your eye?" she asked.

Originally Posted by Shadeleaf (Post 901093) Dawn didn't move back as she didn't want to fall, nor did she move forward as she did not like approaching cats. Well, this seemed like smalltalk. And dawn was very inexperienced in that area. She decided to sit down again, though her muscles were still tense in case of an attack. "Uh, well, not really. I moved here a few days ago." she replied, trying to sound relaxed and confident. She realized that perhaps she needed to ask something too. "How about you?"

Originally Posted by gs29513 (Post 901391) Settling onto her own haunches as the other molly did so, Tiny nodded. Glad that the other cat hadn't just come here as well. Hopefully she would remember seeing Pit and Nala move through the group. At the question about herself, she cocked her head lightly to the side before mewing I just got here actually. I got separated from my family, and this seems like the kind of place they would be. No need to mention that she had actually run away to murder a cat.

Originally Posted by Shadeleaf (Post 901394) Dawn just looked blankly at the cat. not sure how to respond. Now what? Her eyes darted around in confusion. Ah, right! Names. "My name is Dawn." she stated bluntly. The suspicion in her whispered about wether this cat had any strange motive for talking to her.

Originally Posted by Lionblaze2008 (Post 901389) "Smell me." Jaggedfang mewed. "I used to be Windclan, yet I haven't eaten a rabbit in moons, or been in the darkness of tunnels.." Said Jaggedfang trailing off at the memory of his old life. With a shake of his head, he mewed again. "Smell me and see for yourself, I smell nothing like a clanc at anymore."

~ Silver ~

She let out a sigh of relief as the throbbing subsided. She continued walking towards the usual hunting spots. Today she was craving mouse, which had a particular taste that was one anyone could enjoy. Silver's ears perked up as she listened for any sign of prey, even though she hadn't reached the hunting grounds yet. Carefully the she-cat walked over some slick stones until she reached a group of trees. Mice are most likely to be here. Silver thought. The veil of the trees pulled a black blanket over herself. Silver's eyes adjusted quickly. The she-cat opened her mouth in case of prey.

Originally Posted by gs29513 (Post 901400) She too had been wondering where exactly the conversation was about to go, but it seemed it was names now, and then she should probably ask her question. I'm Tiny. Cause I'm small. she mewed a bit shortly, before her gaze intensified. I was wondering if you'd seen a gray tom and a she-cat around here? I'm looking for them. That probably sounded weird. She didn't care. She had to find them.