Johnny quickly stands up and runs after the cats.
Katrina stands quickly, and begins to shift.
Her bones rearrange, and she growls slightly as her clothes rip. I should’ve known to take them off first.
After only a few seconds, she was in her cougar form. She quickly follows Johnny, easily catching up.
Her bones rearrange, and she growls slightly as her clothes rip. I should’ve known to take them off first.
After only a few seconds, she was in her cougar form. She quickly follows Johnny, easily catching up.
The cats keep running. "How are we gonna out run a Twoleg?" Meows Iceheart quietly.
The tortoiseshell, Brightsky, looks back at Kat. "W-Where did that monster come from?!"
The tortoiseshell, Brightsky, looks back at Kat. "W-Where did that monster come from?!"
Katrina ran ahead of Johnny, using her claws to grip the ground as she did.
Then, the black and gray tabby slices her hind leg on a low branch on a tree. The she-cat falls over and screeches in pain.
"Darkfur!" A ginger and white cat says. This is Hazelstone.
"Darkfur!" A ginger and white cat says. This is Hazelstone.
All the cats stop while Darkfur lies there, groaning.
Katrina slowed down as she neared the group. She crept towards them, her body lowered and eyes narrowed.
Brightsky crouches in fear.
Iceheart growls.
Darkfur tries to limp away, but fails and falls over.
Hazelstone steps back.
Honeypelt freezes.
Iceheart growls.
Darkfur tries to limp away, but fails and falls over.
Hazelstone steps back.
Honeypelt freezes.
(good morning)
((Morning.)) Ren wakes up in Flints dorm. She stands up and walks out to find him:
Brightsky crouches in fear.
Iceheart growls.
Darkfur tries to limp away, but fails and falls over.
Hazelstone steps back.
Honeypelt freezes.
Iceheart growls.
Darkfur tries to limp away, but fails and falls over.
Hazelstone steps back.
Honeypelt freezes.
Johnny catches up to Kat, panting.
Katrina stands by Johnny, a deep growl rumbling in her throat. Her eyes were narrowed, and her ears flat against her head.
A low yowl rises in Icehearts throat.
"Shut up, Iceheart." meows Darkfur. All the cats turn to her. She's sitting down, licking her wound. "That's a Twoleg. I can smell it."
"Shut up, Iceheart." meows Darkfur. All the cats turn to her. She's sitting down, licking her wound. "That's a Twoleg. I can smell it."
Katrina’s growl eases as she realizes one of them is hurt, and her ears raise slightly. She glances back at Johnny.
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