The newly named Pain and Panic padded around the border. They didn't often patrol, but their father had the cat they caught, and he wanted to keep that cat. Sniffing the air, Pains fur bristled.
Panic. she snapped, pointing a paw towards the source of the scent.
Someones here. Come on. Scratch will be SO pleased if we bring him another hostage. Moving forwards on smooth paws, she got close to the scent before leaping. They were in a bush, and she crashed through the branches, pleased as she heard her brother leap in behind her. @
Moon Kit