Ankur lounged in the sun swishing his neatly groomed tail. He knew he was trespassing, the scent markers were clear at the boarder. Problem was he doesn't, how do you say this, care. It was a lovely day, this was a lovely patch of sun, and later if he decided to he might catch a lovely squirrel. Maybe, his hunting skills were never very good.
Still he hadn't done any hunting yet and his only real crime had been ignoring the boarder. So when he barley heard the soft footsteps of another cat he didn't react beyond a flick of an ear and a drawled
"Is someone out there or am I going to have to worry about a fox interrupting my relaxation?" A lazy grin on his face.