Windy Hills

[crow.]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Shark ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
《☆| Archipelago |☆》
☽tall, wiry siamese with bright eyes and long whiskers☾
Trans-Masc | Barn Cat
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Archipelago glared at Cricket, his tail flicking against Cruckets own scruffy tail. "Calm yaself Cricket. They ain't here to do harm- if they are then we got the dog an' the numbers." He whispered the last sentence to Cricket, making sure none of these outsiders heard his quiet words. The siamese's bright eyes returned to the outsiders.

"Give us a moment wouldya? we got a few folks in 'ere who needs head but the ain't 'ere yet."

@Spider (since it's specifically at cricket)

[namen_roodles]

COBRA
Windy hills barn cat | 22 Moons | Tall, black tom with long fur and amber eyes
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Who was this?

Cobra tilted his head, long ears perked as he paused out in the yard. A group of strange cats? Had he not smelled a bunch of cats at the edge of the fence, once? Amber eyes narrowed as he watched them approach the barn. It was already awfully tight trying to fit all ten of the cats that were already here... and now they had more... Unless these cats weren't here to stay. He thought of little Flint having left home with their dad when they were barely old enough to remember anything...

The tall, black tom padded over at the sound of Candycane's call, catching the last few statements and questions. Their territory... They didn't seem particularly aggressive for cats checking their own territory. He tilted his head as he slipped around the newcomers to join his fellow barn cats. No need to make them feel trapped by standing behind them or anything... Still, the tip of his tail twitched, as this seemed awfully dangerous of a situation. If these cats decided they wanted to get aggressive...

Well, they might be outnumbered, but he had no doubt that some of the barn cats would get hurt. Sure, the no-furs would handle any injuries, but that was still not something the black tom wanted to see. He eyed the cat asking how many of them there were, but looked to Arc instead of answering. The tom seemed to be taking charge of this, from what he could tell. It was better for him to sit back and listen to the answers... At least, for now. He had some questions of his own, but he wanted to make sure there were no problems, first.

@Mica @Nahbois @Mr_Possessive @Moonraven @crow. @Tallstar @Spider

[Luna16]

Snows looked up from her mouse, licking her whiskers clean. "Visitors?" She echoed in her twang. "What in the hay are 'visitors' doin' all the way out here?" Nonetheless, she cleaned the bones from her meal and then her paws and face. Once she was presentable, she trotted out of the barn, eyes widening when she saw these...other cats. Who were they? She walked right up to where Archipelago was standing, but only up to his flank. She didn't mind him taking lead on things, she didn't like getting involved in politics if she could help it. Snowy Skies much preferred more of a...relaxed caretaker role as opposed to direct leadership.

Still, she got as close as she did now because she was curious. It sounded like others had already started the conversation of asking questions. She flicked an ear and nodded her head in greeting. "My name is Snowy Skies." She saw no reason to withhold from proper manners. "We all live here, as ya can see." She swept her thick, fluffy tail to indicate the barn, looking over her shoulder as she did so, before turning back to the...erm...wild cats. "Are y'all hungry? We got plenty 'o mice in the barn." She offered without thinking anything of it, glancing at Archipelago with an expression that hopefully showed she meant no harm.

These cats were darn near half-starved! And they seemed...perturbed. Surely speaking over full bellies would be more productive than standing here staring at each other. Waitin' for the other to make a move. Yes, in Snowy Skies experience, tense situations can often be diffused with good food and full bellies. She spent a lot of her time with her previous family outside, and she'd met her fair share of cats from the neighborhood that way. She found that rather than hissing when cats crossed the boundaries of her garden, a friendly greeting and some food worked better. Far less chance of exchanging hostilities and suffering injuries... Phew that one time she got into a fight with the cat that lived next to her was pretty bad. Her Twolegs too her to the Cutter...and the memory still made her shudder.

But, enough of that now. Snowy needed to pay attention to what was happening now.

 

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