[nyaanyaaowo]

A slight scent of blood and wounds hung in the air. A small-looking she-cat tasted it on the air, savoring the flavor. It was invigorating for her.
She looked around and sighed. Another place with cats. This would either be fun... or it would be 'fun'. She shook out her pelt and lay where she was, a fair distance from where the other cats were. She wasn't quite ready to meet other cats and not make them regret it. Of course, if she did meet somebody, it would be likely they would regret it. She settled herself into a comfortable position and closed her eyes, lying in the shade.