"Sure!" Streak said almost as a reflex. This was his first friend as a loner and he didn't want to not have Beck as a friend. He padded next to the much bigger, much older loner. "Where are we going?" Streak asked excitedly.
"Out of the forest. I don't like the feeling it gives me. That, and I'm not exactly sympatico at the moment with those crazy forest cats," Beck huffed. "Follow me."