Windy Hills

[Nahbois]

Candycane
|| She/her || 50 Moons || Barn Cat ||

Once again, the flame point gave a wary glance towards Arc. It really rubbed her fur the wrong way that he kept trying to push her away. And really, how much older was he? There had not been much talk about ages. Candycane exhaled softly through her nose. Maybe it would be easier to ask questions if she wasn't trying to body her way into whatever conversation he wanted to have. Cobra at least was staying, though who knew how the conversation would really end up going if it came down to butting heads.

"I can introduce you to the animals, if any of you would like. They're rather harmless." Candycane meowed, keeping any frustration out of her voice. "We won't be able to get too close to the horses, they're easily spooked you see. The sheep, however, we may get closer to, if you don't mind Lassie."

( @crow. -Archipelago, @namen_roodles -Cobra, @/everyone else has already been pinged twice, so I won't make it thrice)

[beau]

Vertigo
barn cat | he/him | stocky tuxedo bobtail

Vertigo hung in the background, watching these newcomers as they chatted with his fellow barn cats. They seemed friendly enough, but the words they used were strange. He'd heard of wild cats living out in the forest, but he hadn't realized they were so organized as to have clans. How odd.

His ear twitched as Archipelago pulled one of the clan cats to the side to inquire about their intentions. Now that was what he'd like to know. They had more than enough mice to share, but it unsettled him that there may be cats on their property for no reason. He was even more unsettled by the fact that they were almost certainly here for a reason that he and the other barn cats weren't privy to.

He padded closer to the other group, offering a small nod to Archipelago and staring curiously at Hawkfur.

[ @crow. @Mica ]

[bambi]

Cracker

barn cat : @/ everyone included !
she / her : 24 moons
thick-furred pale she-cat with a black cape and golden dapples swallowing her plumy tail into a cool yellow

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The barn-cat twitched uneasily as she strained to listen through all the other voices and scents to try and focus on what was going on. Now they were hunting together? What the - are we getting too comfortable with these ‘clan cats’ or is it just me? she felt like mewing out loud, but kept to herself and straightened her posture as she stayed silent.Talking would make it more confusing, she reassured herself, awkwardly standing with her paws kneading the ground.