she-cat loner wonders on to territory

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    Rainprint started to limp on to the unfamiliar territory for she had just got away from two foxes but one had bit her leg while she tried to run, she was hoping to find a place to rest soon. The bite was starting to make her weak

    Wraith looked down on Rainprint curiously. Yes, looked down, for he was not a cat, but a bat. Most bats like him were nocturnal, but he had - For some strange reason he ahd to admit - been raised in a group of small cats. That was why he could speak cat and he had adapted to mainly live in the day and hunt at dusk, although sometimes he woke up at night. That would have been his instinct working.


    Now, back to the original point. There was an injured she-cat on Skull land. He had been living in the Skull grounds for a while now and he had somewhat accustomed to their basic rules even though he wasn't exactly one of them. He thought about calling out to her, but decided to watch and see what would happen.