The Otter in distress, comforted by the feathering Cotton

[ChromeSilver_Hwaa]

@Snowy the Ghost

Ottersplash and Cotton bonding and caring time :3

Trees...... wow lots of tree's. Cotton was a white-furred Tom. He was good at hiding himself regardless of his white fur, thousands of dandilions gathered in spots around tree's and such, he'd learned this the hard way, but regardless he was good at blending in with his surroundings. Even if it meant rolling in squishy, stinky, sticky mud. The hours it took to lick it all out....... ugh. Thinking about it made Cotton shiver in displeasement. The white-furred Tom slinked through the tree tops, his best way of not getting caught, he was a long legged Tom, his body was lean and muscular, but not in a gross way as his fluffy fur covered it up. Cotton's eyes were a dark brown, but not so dark you thought they were black. Cotton continued slinking through the tree's leaping from branch to branch. The tom's gaze flicked below him as he spotted some prey, a squirrel, a big, juicy squirrel at that. Cotton slipped down a few branches, feeling his soft pink pads hit the branch as he stared down to the squirrel, he growled deep in his throat, despite his soft look his tone was decently deep for a tom. Cotton sniffed the air, not catching the scent of cat as he was to focused on his squirrel, as it lowered it's soft grey head, Cotton growled as his claws landed in the squirrels back, snapping it's spine easily under his weight as he lifted it from under his paws and stood. Looking around as he caught the cat scent a bit to late, a cat standing right in front of him. Cotton stared, not knowing what to do.

[Snowy the Ghost]

@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

Ottersplash had just been trudging through the forest, her tail limp. She then scented cat, and a freshly caught piece of prey. Then she was face to face with another cat. She immediately tensed up and growled. When she didn't scent clan scent on him, she lessened her stance a little bit but was still in a pretty defensive stance. Whoever this cat was, she was clearly malnourished as her ribs were showing, and her thick fur was matted and her yellow eyes had a sunken appearance to them. And this cat was covered in scars, one of her eyes even cloudy, a clear sign of blindness. Ottersplash stood there and stared at the tom, not saying anything.

[ChromeSilver_Hwaa]

Originally Posted by Snowy the Ghost

@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

Ottersplash had just been trudging through the forest, her tail limp. She then scented cat, and a freshly caught piece of prey. Then she was face to face with another cat. She immediately tensed up and growled. When she didn't scent clan scent on him, she lessened her stance a little bit but was still in a pretty defensive stance. Whoever this cat was, she was clearly malnourished as her ribs were showing, and her thick fur was matted and her yellow eyes had a sunken appearance to them. And this cat was covered in scars, one of her eyes even cloudy, a clear sign of blindness. Ottersplash stood there and stared at the tom, not saying anything.

Cotton blinked, assessing her situation. "Uhm... hi. I'm uhh, Cotton...." Cotton mewed, relaxing his stance but keeping his eyes narrowed. "Here. Eat this. Don't argue and no, I didn't poison it, you look poisoned enough." He snorted, not in the mood for a conversation but he still wanted to help her.