A young she-cat wandering alone

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    Lintel quietly padded out from a bush, his green eyes sparkling. "Well, what do we have here? Do you know that you're trespassing on Skull territory?" He meowed, his eyes narrowed into thin slits. The sandy tabby's fur had started to bristle, but he did his best to have it laid flat on his back instead.

    Rohan padded out from the other direction. The cavewarden sent a glance in Lintel's direction but then looked down at the kit. "Who are you?" He asked.

    Rohan looked at Tessa. "And what are you doing here... Tessa?" He asked.

    Lintel watched both the kit and Cave Warden with curiosity. Heh, might as well bring her in as a kit if she'll go along with beliefs and all. Doesn't seem old enough to have the rebelliousness that most captured females do. He thought. "And..another question. How did you get here?" It seemed rather 'weird' to Lintel that a kit had been found. Might've been moping around land for days, or perhaps simply living around near the border.

    Lintel gave a nod to the kit. Odd. If there was a capture then she'd probably be taken, too, from the scent of kit. The tom thought.

    Rohan looked at the kit. "Why were you out here with your mother?" He continued to interigate the kit.

    Rohan hated cats with sob stories. "And where is your mummy right now?" He asked her trying to stay patient.

    Lintel continued his trail of thought on the kit's story. Hmph. Our territory's quite far off from the twolegplace. And aren't twolegs simply 'hypnotized' by little kits? Very fishy story she has, there. He thought. Perhaps this wasn't true, but maybe it was. It all didn't sound very convincing to Lintel, but hey, cats and people alike all have individual and unbelievable stories.

    Lintel flattened his ears. Ugh, high-pitched squeals of a kit. He thought. "Then simply hush and maybe keep your tail in the process." He growled, giving her a slight warning glance before glancing back over at Rohan. Surely he was as irritated as he was, wasn't he?

    Rohan's tail lashed. He was pissed right now because he had dealt with a number of rude cats. "Then you must come back with us."

    "Well you're mother isn't here anymore, so you must come with us." Lintel meowed, standing up and lunging at the kit, aiming to pick her up by her scruff.

    "Don't be stupid; stupidity is what killed the cat." Lintel growled, lunging again for her scruff.