[Shoooooooooom]

[Firefly/Silverwing]

A small bundle of grass twitched. Odd? Some might think.

The bundle surged upwards and exploded into a small silver cat.

Yes, she did enjoy napping under the grass. Silverwing

yawned widely and shook the grass clinging to her coat.

"What shall we find here today, lovely?" she

murmured to herself. If anyone watching had not known that

Silverwing was....well....rather strange, as we talk of cats, some

thoughts of them not being to bright shall be thought. Silverwing

twitched and tasted the air, searching for a lead to where she

could find her next meal.

OOC: Short by your standards, no? Sorreh. X.X

[yang]

The lithe black and white tom opened his big mouth, but it wasn't to speak. Instead, he drew in air, capturing scents that his nose probably would miss. He smelled mouse, and an even stronger smell of bird. Slowly he lowered his frame, flickering his green eyes so he may gather the bird's whereabouts. Once he found it, he crept forward, being slow and keeping to cover as best as he could in the open meadow.

He tensed, wriggling his haunches as he settled for the pounce... In unison, both bird and cat jumped into the air... except the bird flew and the cat came back down with an ungraceful... THUMP! The voice of another cat arose, drawing the tom's attention away from his sore pads and to the cat. With a mischevious grin, he crouched towards the heart of the noise. He didn't much care for the loss of the bird... He was full anyway... But he loved to harrass new kitties. Slowly, he made his way to the hopefully unsuspecting feline...

[Lucky]

[glow=black,2,300]BIGFOOT[/glow]

[/size][glow=red,2,300]littlestep[/glow][/center][/size]

Bigfoot slugged along, quite worn out. He prayed Littlestep to get off his head, though he could barely feel her. That was part of the problem. ¿Littlestep, es usted alambique ascendente allí?Yesh! she said, sounding a little annoyed, ¡Y no voy dondequiera, así que pare el pedir!Okay, okay, the tom answered, Apenas me preocupo de usted, de que soy todo. Littlefoot didn't say anything. The doormouse just kept on nibbling her acorn and hugging Madame Stick, her stick doll which she clothed in moss. She had almost nibbled a third of her acorn away now, and decided to give her teeth a rest. Bigfoot puffed and sat down. The fluffy white tom sniffed the air and licked his lips.Why half we stot? Littlefoot asked in her accent. She hopped down from between Bigfoot's ears and carried her nut and doll with her. She looked up at Bigfoot, who was still breathing the air. Mouse, he said, licking his lips again. Littlefoot looked up at her, her big black eyes widened and sad. Bigfoot looked down at her. Soy amiga apesadumbrado, pero debo comer también. I'd never eat you though. ¡Pero usted siempre pescados de la choza! Littlefoot retorted. Bigfoot waved his banner tail in anger. Do you see a river...? Before Bigfoot could finish, he heard pawsteps. Onto my back amiga, now! he cried, pointint with his tail, Someones coming... Instictively, Littlefoot climbed up, with the tom's long white fur, onto his back. He picked up the acorn and doll, and threw them over his shoulder so the doormouse could catch them. Then, not one to run away, he dropped into a hunting crouch and slowly made his way toward the two cats...

[Kest]

s a i g o n _ x

A forth cat came, drawn by scent and voices.
He passed through the long grass like the shadow of a cloud; silently, hesitently, disrupting not so much as a single blade of long yellow grass.

He was a black tom, unnaturaly thin and short-pelted. His dark coat was crisscrossed with scars.
His eyes were blue and nervous. He was yielding to his natural wariness of other cats; he did not step forward to meet the others, but instead hung back, half-obscured in a shoot of grass.

Physically, he shied away from their presence. Catkind had been cruel to them. But he craved company just the same. It was a painful paradox.

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<3

[Firefly/Silverwing]

ooc: :fumes: the computer just deleted my whole post when I was spell checking I cant remember all of it so this may be considerably shorter.

Apparently her murmuring had carried far out to beyond

the edges of the clearing, because there were now three more

cats with her.....she could only see one, but two others were

somewhere in the tall grass....Ummm......hi?

She mewed. She felt really closed in. See, she's also rather

claustraphobic. She took a few small steps back, not really aware

what she was doing. Erm....You guys wanna come

out of that grass....kinda feels awkward...to me....um....yeah...

Just a guess, but just about any cat could see that

Silverwing would be a terrible public speaker.

[Lucky]

Bigfoot smiled. This cat was no threat to him. The fluffy white tom was the first to come out of his hiding place. He jumped out, up over the grass and smiled at the she-cat. Hello, he said, still smiling, I'm Bigfoot. He rolled his eyes up, and spoke again, but not to Silverwing this time. It's alright, he said with laughter in his voice, I think it's ok now. A little doormouse poked from between Bigfoot's ears. Hola! she said happily, Mayamo Littlefoot!

Ooc: sorry it's so short...

[Kest]

[ Giddy, are you using a translator? Just curious ^^ 'Mayamo' sounds like it's supposed to be 'Mi llamo', for 'my name is'. Yo tengo de clase de espanol~ ]

s a i g o n _ x

Saigon twitched, frozen painfully in place.
After a long, agonizing moment of indecision, he stepped foward, partially out of the long grass.
He kept back half of his body in the long grass, seeing the grass as an open exit to be taken when needed, but his blue eyes turned hesitently to the other cats.
"...Hello," he murmured, his soft voice very quiet.

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[Firefly/Silverwing]

Silverwing was slightly shocked as the cat

came out and greeted her, and slightly more shocked when a

mouse appeared at the top of his head, and also greeted her. "

"Oh...erm..Hola?...Erm...Hello Bigfoot, I'm

Silverwing....but you know....I really dont like that name half as

much as my old one....anyways. " she turned her head

slightly, towards the grass and called to the two still hidded

cats, "You guys can come out now...If you feel like

it..." she turned back to Bigfoot, "Sorry,

I'm just a little paranoid...." she mewed with her

bizarre smile.

[Lucky]

Ooc: Not for mayamo, I didn't...

Oh, you don't have to worry about me and Littlestep... Littlestep, giddy now, hopped off of Bigfoot's head, her moss-covered stick doll clutched in her arms. She held it up for Silverwing to see, then went hopping into the grass. Don't go off too far! Bigfoot called, If you get eaten, I'll never forgive mysefl! He laughed after saying that, knowing full well that Littlestep was good at hiding. No problemo! she called as she disappeared under the roots of a tree, her doll perched outside. Bigfoot scratched from behind his ear the crumbs of his friend's acorn, and what was left of it.

He turned to see another cat stepping from the grass. He nodded a curt hello and turned back to Silverwing. Oh? he said, curious, What was your name, and why was it changed? If you don't mind me asking...

[yang]

OOC: Sorry for how long this is taking...

Yang's tail tip twitched with annoyance... Apparently he had gotten soft with his stalking technique... Yet as quickly as the pang of annoyance came, it went, as the tom bounded into the opening, his tail high in welcome.

His green eyes opened wide in surprise, as he watched a mouse carry away some sort of mossy stick, calling back to some cat... Blinking, he turned back to the other cats as he sat with little grace, wrapping his tail around his paws as if they were frozen.

"Hello, ya'll."

[Firefly/Silverwing]

Silverwing watched as the little

mouse hopped away,

"..........Well....erm...hello there."

She said, kind of delayed, for 'Littlestep' had left around 30

secounds ago. She looked up as the new cat entered the

clearing, "Oh, hello!" She

mewed. "What was that you asked?

Something about a name? I'm Silverwing!"

She took a secound of staring off into the distance, eyes

unfocused,"...I already said that didn't

I?"

[Lucky]

Bigfoot laughed, but not to make fun of the she-cat. No, he was just amused, almost feeling like a Kit again. There was something about her...

Yes, she finally said when he had stopped laughing, amusment and friendlyness clearly in his voice, You did already say that. No, I asked about your old name. You said it was changed. Can you tell me about that? The white persian tom curtly nodded another hello to the other new cat. His focus wasn't really on them, it was on Silverwing.

[Firefly/Silverwing]

A small smile dawned on Silverwings

lips, Oh yeah. I remember now

she mewed with half of a chortleTo

make a really really really long story short: I used to be really

cool and bubbly and hyper and sane and stuff, but then all this

stuff happened, like my dad tried to kill me and my brother, and

he actually did kill my brother and then I was sad...I'm sure you

can imagine why.....story.....Right! So I used to be called Firefly

because I was really happy and all that junk, but then my soul

got all...not red and orange. It was gray....so I decided that I

would change my name to match it....and I did...but I really like

my old name...It sound WAY better than Silverwing..I dunno....

The she cat had said this all rather fast and

was now examining her front paws with great interest as though

the meaning of life was etched into the hairs...but of course...it

wasn't.

[Lucky]

I see, Bigfoot said halfheartedly, feeling sorry for the she-cat. He cleared his throat and thought of something to say. Well, he said finally, I'm sure you can figure out why my friend and I's names are Bigfoot and Littlestep, he said, looking down at his pure white paws to see if they really were big. As if in reply to his own question, he spoke, My feet really aren't big, he said, starting to chuckle, But compared to Littlestep's tiny paws, they're huge. He cleared his throat again, not really wanting to talk about how his best friend was the one thing most cats eat. Finally, he said, blushing under his long white fur, I think the name Firefly is nice, but Silverwing is pretty too... Looking around, he realized suddenly that other cats really were there, which made him blush even more. I everybody, he said, almost in a whisper. A little louder he said, Sorry for being rude. At that moment, Littlestep came up from under the tree roots, and bounded over to Bigfoot, her doll clutched in her arms. The little doormouse looked mad. Ruda amigo? Youshdun know ruda! Lich, wheresh me acron? It's acorn, Bigfoot corrected with a sigh. Yoush losht me acron! she shouted, as loud as a mouse can shout. Sorry, the persian grumbled, I thought you were done with it...

[Onyxdart]

So, Draco was wandering again. He was once again wandering nowhere in particular. He heard cat voices, and they sounded friendly, so he went that way.

He was as handsome as his sister was pretty, but perhaps much more aware of this than his shy sister. He approached cautiously though, not wanting to give anyone a fright or excuse to go after him. He padded forward into the clearing with all the other cats, out of the grass, and ducked his head to the others.

"Hola," he said. He didn't know Spanish. That was just how he tended to greet people, these days. He flicked his fluffy tail and smiled at the others, a trifle uncomfortably, because he wasn't sure if they were going to be nice or not.

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[Duskwingflight]

A tabby wondered on, he was tired and weary. He didn't know where he was was or if these cats where friendly. "Hello, um." He felt uncomfortable suddenly being around these cats, he didn't know who they where.Should I say my name? He sighed and waited until he could tell if they where friendly. He looked at all the cats, wondering if he should of come or not. He looked down at all of his toes and thought for a moment.

[Lucky]

Littlestep turned to the tom who had said "Hola!" Apparently, speaking spanish was started to get more popular. She bounced right in front of the cat, not thinking that he might eat mice. ¡Hola! she said, forgetting all about Bigfoot at the moment, ¡Soy Littlestep! ¿Cuál es su nombre?

Bigfoot, who was looking around, noticed a bunch of new cats coming into the scene. Then he noticed his friend had just ran away from him. ¡Littlestep consigue detrás aquí! ¡Usted no sabe ese gato! ¡Él puede comerle! He sighed and looked back toward Silverwing and smiled. Littlestep's a big girl now. She can take care of herself. Now, where you about to tell me something?

[Onyxdart]

Draco stared at the little mouse, thinking she'd make a good lunch if she wasn't talking to him. He tilted his head and licked his muzzle wistfully, but crouched down in front of her, claws still retracted, pretending he wasn't hungry.

"No habla Espanol, senorita," he said. So maybe he knew a little more than hello and goodbye. But this was stretching it.

The young tom looked at the tom who'd spoken to the little mouse, and arched an eyebrow ever so slightly. He'd been raised with manners, and he apparently found the other tom's manners lacking. It was probably the way he utterly ignored both Draco and the other tabby who'd just showed up. Clearly, this other tom was too absorbed in the pretty she-cat he was chatting with to be bothered with politeness towards others.

No matter. With a quick grin, Draco popped back up to his haunches and looked at the tabby.

"I'm Draco. I don't know who these others are- I just showed up a few seconds before you. This one is definitely called Littlestep, though, and I don't think she's for eating. She talks!" he notified the tabby. He had a chatty streak to rival high school females, oh yes he did. It was a reaction to feeling incredibly awkward.

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[Lucky]

Bigfoot sighed. Littlefoot was getting attention, and Bigfoot couldn't tell if it was good or bad. In almost a whisper, he spoke to Silverwing. Will you be hanging around? I really would like to know... um... a bit more about you... if it's not awkward. I would talk more here, but there's so many cats now, and I'm sure I seem rude to then. Before Silverwing could answer, Bigfoot was already padding toward the other cats.

Littlestep hopped up onto Draco's nose. Tawlk? Ov gourse meh tawlk! Haveyou seen doormoush tawlk before? The brown doormouse looked in one of the black(?) cat's eyes. You eat meh big fellah, and Bigfoot ova dare caw you whishkers off! He may be fluffeh outshide, but he ragin' storm inshide!

At that moment Bigfoot came over. Littlefoot hopped onto his head and sat squarely between his ears. She dug into his fluffy white fur for a moment and grabbed her stick doll. She hugged it tightly and let her friend speak. Hello, friends, he said nodding, making Littlefoot have to hold on to his fur for a moment. I'm sorry for Littlefoot. Little darling has a mind of her own, he said chuckling, I'm sorry if I seemed rude. When I start a conversation, I kinda like to finish it... Not that you were intruding! (Though you kinda were...) Uh... er... I'm Bigfoot. Nice to meet you. The tom was now smiling, but really he was blushing under his fur. Littlefoot felt it too. Bigfoot you need dip in could rivah, she said. This made Bigfoot blush even harder.

Ooc: The speech in italics you can either pretend he never said it, or reply, it's your choice.

[Duskwingflight]

"Umm, the name's Sevenclaws." These cats seemed friendly enough, though the door mouse was strange. He did laugh though, when Littlestep jumped up on Draco's nose. "I don't mean to be intruding." He shifted his paws uncomfortably, and wished he wasn't so shy. "I never heard of a mouse talking to cats." He said questionably.