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Originally Posted by Shadeleaf
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.
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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.