Felix's Haven [ open ]

[Quasar]

Deep in the outskirts, beyond the twoleg place lays a small abandoned shack in surprisingly decent condition considering how long its been left to rot. The floor creaks with each step you take, echoing through the empty inside. This is the place that Felix calls home, and even if it doesnt seem like much he would defend it with tooth and claw if need be.

Be warned, traveler, that entering his territory is a death wish for many. Tread carefully.

[Morning!]

@Atticus

Thana's white paws contrasted sharply against the dark leaves and dirt under them, and her silver fur was generally not all that useful for sneaking around. But then again, hiding was something she wasn't doing right now, and her training in being quiet and reading her environment paid off and made up for that. But she was just walking around today, no hunting for food - be that the good meat or normal prey - and not even tracking down anyone. Just a calm walk to take a look around. Though she was a little dumbed no snakes were around, even if it was getting warmer and the reptiles were begging to sunbathe more and more.

She hummed a little for herself, just loud enough for her o hear it without really alerting anyone else. She hadn't really visited these parts before, the land she had claimed for herself didn't stretch far enough this was for her to quite care what was going on, and there was always more to keep track of on the other side anyway. But boredom had stuck her recently, and there wasn't much harm in making sure nothing... bad was here. Or check for anything interesting enough, for that matter.

And there indeed seemed to be something there. A shack. How appealing. Her marine blue eyes narrowed slightly in mild displeasure. The tall-walkers had really left this one to rot. She would have followed her curiosity and inspect the shack, but her caution held her back, and her jaws parted a little to take in the scents around her. As suspected: she wasn't alone. Or at least there had been someone here rather recently. "Well then..." Her voice was low as she mainly talked for herself, but unlike before she didn't hold herself back, if anyone was around they might be able to hear her. "You might as well come out, kittycat. I don't bite" always. Her gaze slowly glazed over her surroundings as she slowly started to move forwad, making sure she wouldn't miss anyone.

[Ruwanda]

Ruwanda's curiosity has been peaked as his eyes rest upon the shack in which he had seen another cat enter.
He takes a few steps forwards but then pauses and shakes his head deciding to sit and think a minute before entering."
"I am a Lykoi cat, my looks tend to scare other cats." Ruwanda thinks to himself.
"If I enter I may scare her away."
He unsheathes his unusually long claws.
A thought itches him in the back of his mind
"Why not just embrace the terror? Its always worked before."