Luna's neck was starting to get a cramp, the alluring feline halted to relax her jaw and drop her prey to the forest floor. She ran her tongue along her maw and raised her head with a heavy sigh. Her ears remained perked as her icy blues ran around the forestry until she found a large tree nearby. She wrapped her fangs around the back of the dead hare and dragged it over to the base of the tree. It was a little bit risky, but she didn't think she could continue dragging the dead weight around, and digging a hole for something that large was a pain. She left her catch at the base of the tree and padded a few tail lengths off, nose twitching as smelt the air. "Those two again." She smelt Moonpaw and Blackpaw around these parts a lot. She's never bother to say hello, but she supposed today would be as good a day as any. Her paws padded where her nose led them after the pair's scent.
Echo flattened her dark ears firmly against her head as she heard the name 'Fat Cat' again coming from the same tom. "I am not fat, I'm pregnant." She meowed with an edge. "My name is Echo." She hoped with a name the brat would stop with the insults. She was never one who cared much for her figure or what others thought about her, but being called fat when she wasn't was really getting on her nerves. The feline failed to hear what the toms were discussing, she tensed a little when they both suddenly began climbing the tree, far better then she had she hated to admit. She took a cautious step backwards when bigger of the two toms jumped to her branch. The black feline was well muscled and she could practically see the branch dipping under the additional weight. She wrinkled her nose when he told her to come closer to him, but didn't complain about it at least not now as she carefully padded in Bruce's direction.
Bluebell ears perked as she slipped through a brush and was freed on the other side. Her sky blue eyes turned to take in her twin as the she-cat made her way through a few heartbeats later. Bluebell carried on and Bitterpaw followed, nose scrunching as the scents grew stronger. Bluebell stopped suddenly causing her blind twin to bump into her back leg. The annoyed hiss was ignored at Bluebell widen her eyes slightly to take in brown furred tom, she spotted the small black kit behind him and pinned one ear back in a nervous habit. "Um....hello." Bluebell called with a gentle smile placed on her lovely face. Now that she found the location of the scents she wasn't exactly certain what to do, she's never been good with strangers and Bitterpaw was even worse. "I'm Bluebell and this is my sister Bitterpaw." She waved her tail in Bitterpaw's direction as she padding around Bluebell's frame with a frown.
Mute let out a soft whimper that went unheard as her Papa picked her up. She hated being carried she could walk, she suspected that her papa knew that and hoped he let her down as soon as they were out of the back of her twolegs home. She faintly wondered if they'd worry about her. The small upwalkers often played with her even though she didn't make a peep, they fed her and cared for her even through mama wasn't around anymore. She'd miss her upwalkers, they were nice ones. Mute's stomach did a nervous flip as her Papa cleared the tall wall that kept her from wandering in one powerful leap. Once they were safely on the other side and she was set on the ground she remain there for a few seconds, fighting the urge to puke. The nausea slowly receded while she processed the question from her Papa. She got to her tiny paws and took in the sights around her having never been outside of her upwalkers' den before. There were so many of them around, she unconciously backed up as a car passed her, bumping into her papa's paw. She glanced up at him and then returned to looking around her, fur bristled and eyes round like saucers. She would walk and keep closer to Papa, that didn't mean she liked him she would keep her anger with him burning with an eternal flame, but was familiar in a whole new world beyond her upwalkers den.