[Beam]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Timid was shivering. Her whole body felt like it did whenever the little droplets of snowflakes made its appearance during Leaf-bare. She definitely knew why she shivered. She was scared. Very scared. Even if the tom didn't take on a scary appearance. He actually looked somewhat...friendly? Possibly he could be, and Timid was over reacting like she normally did. Which would be no surprise for a she cat that was practically scared of her own shadow. Upon his words, the she cat tilted her head slightly, her midnight green eyes blinking slowly. That definitely didn't sound mean at all. Slowly, she was letting her guard down, and found her head sulking as she stared at her paws, covered by her tail. Her tail wasn't very long, so that was hard for her to know she would be protected by it. For Timid, all she wanted was for someone to protect her. But, every time, she would hear Every cat for themselves. It's a kill, or be killed world. Learn to protect yourself because no one will.

The she cat was one of the most sweetest felines anyone would ever get to know. If half the cats in the syndicate weren't ruthless, she figured she would be everyone's best friend. At his question, Timid looked herself over. Aside from the occasional bump on her head, the she cat nodded vigorously. ''I'm fine!'' She squeaked, her voice cracking. It was good she wasn't stuttering. He asked if she were okay. That had to be something. Maybe...he wouldn't kill her, after all?

This made Timid almost thump her tail at the possibility that she would make it unharmed. However, she didn't bring any fresh kill back for the Syndicate fighters...she knew she was a goner if she didn't do as she was told. The she cat almost appeared down again, half-lidding her eyes in a down-casted glance. But, her ears perked at the tom, and slowly she brought her gaze to look back up at him. She wasn't sure if she should tell him her name. After all, he was a stranger to her. Timid didn't like meeting strangers. Then again, it could make up for her plummeting into him pretty hard. The she cat stood to her paws, but it was obvious how petite she stood. Mainly due to the lack of height in her legs. Bashfully, she turned her head away from him, pinning her ears flat. ''I'm Timid.'' It was quite the odd name, but it described her to the core. She was timid...afraid of everything. And, this was only given to her because the queen that nursed her, constantly felt her shivers. ''I'm from...umm...'' Timid looked behind her; the way home. A home that definitely wasn't hers, nor did she belong there. Nor, was she from there. ''...the Syndicate.'' It was a simple answer. That's what he wanted to hear. She just hoped he wouldn't ask more questions about it because Timid never truly like to talk about the Syndicate. She kept debating whether she would leave or not, but she knew she wasn't ready. She was just too afraid to be out on her own.

Before he could ask her another question, the feline piped. ''Who are you? You look mighty young to be scouting this territory on your own,'' Her eyes were wide, looking at him with a curious expression. ''You must be really brave...'' To her, he appeared to be. He was living on his own, a young cat without anyone to guide him. Or...was he alone? Perhaps, there were other cats around here that Timid hadn't seen.

Fennec shifted his jaw and set his paws firmly against the soft ground as he took a more suspicious paradigm to his situation. This cat could be putting on a whole act, shivering, stuttering, and acting all and all frightened to the core, just to manipulate him. Wa sit possible this golden she-cat was playing him? She could easily catch him off guard now, and Fennec wasn't the least bit ready. As the outsider spoke, Fennec viewed her actions as a plan. He tenses when he thought she would attack. But would she?

Fennec nodded as she spoke her name. At first, it seemed odd and made up: a cover for an attacker. But he understood why. It was her true virtue, from the way she stared at her paws and trembled to the way she spoke. Timid was definitely timid. Fennec purses his lips, it suddenly didn't seem like an act anymore. He was actually meeting a cat, the thought of reality made the fur on his tail prickle.

Fennec leaned forward as she paused, and took on a quizzical expression when Timid stated where she was from, was "the syndicate" another one of those redundant Clans? It didn't seem like it, because from what he'd heard the clans had names like ThunderClan. Not Something like Syndicate. He tilted his head, his eyes glinting with a spark of curiosity. "What's the syndicate?" He asked, keeping his tone edgy so he didn't sound like a kit. "It's not a clan? Right?" This time his tone was more rushed. This cat seemed vaguely nice under all of the shyness.

But his words were almost cut off by Timid's next statements. Fennec leaned back and straightened his spine. Maybe he asked enough questions. His ears swiveled l sideways, an abrupt indication that he was ambiguously "speechless". If that was a feeling. He stared straight at Timid's green eyes, trying to form his expression so it was unreadable, but really, he wanted to know more about this Syndicate Cat. "Young? Scouting?" he snorted "I live here. And I'm not some sort of kit " he flicked his ear "my name is Fennec."