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Brightsky crouches in fear.
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."

Katrina’s growl eases as she realizes one of them is hurt, and her ears raise slightly. She glances back at Johnny.

Johnny walks over and kneels down by them. "Were you... Talking?"
"Of course I was, filthy Twoleg!" Darkfur hisses.

Katrina let’s out a chirping noise resembling a chuckle.

Darkfur glances over at Katrina. "And you're a Twoleg too, yes?"

She nodded, although she was still in her cougar dorm. Now I’m stuck because I ripped my clothes. She thought to herself.

Brightsky stares at Katrina, wide-eyed.
Iceheart licks her ear. "It's okay." He whispers.

((**form))

She tugs on Johnny’s pants, and used her head to motion to the injured cat that had questioned her before.