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    I dozed on top of a branch.
    I faintly recall Myst telling me he was going to get a drink before I fell asleep in the warm sunlight.
    My back arched into a big stretch as I gazed around for my friend.

    Gemheart's form headed out, from the nursery, eyes narrowed as the queen serched for the sound of the loud voice.
    She narrowed her eyes at all the cats in the clearing, mostly at Litfur, before saying, "Now that I've been woken up I may as well eat."
    The ginger tabby gave a small nod to her superiors, before heading to get food.
    Wasp waited at the camp entrance, her head looking back at the camp, but body ready to sprint into the forest at a moment's notice, "Ready?" she asked Stadicstar.

    I was climbing down from the tree, the form of Myst waiting patiently at the bottom.
    When I climbed down, he took his normal spot next to me, speaking about the day's news.
    My eyes caught your for a moment; the humans hadn't come for me since I got away, and they never came for Myst.

    Myst and I were led into the new encloser together.
    Myst was known to be cooperative, so the humans just carried him in.
    He had no complaints.
    I on the other hand was dragged hissing and spitting into the outdoors, mostly because of their rough treatment.
    I wondered where you went off to, then noticed the tom you usually talked to wandering around the new territory, not a care in the world.
    Myst was set down on a tree, and I darted off to him the minute I was released.
    "Idiots." I muttered, glaring at the humans who retreated inside a door.
    Myst shrugged.

    I loved the new exhibit; it was large, and full of vines and trees, Like a jungle!
    I purred, observing the nice pond of fresh water, touching my nose to it lightly.
    Myst looked above him, "The sun." he said.
    "Yea, pretty huh." I replied.
    Myst frowned, "Not really. I'd like it a lot better if it were less bright."
    I suppressed a giggle, and nudged the tom with my shoulder, "You were made for the night, you know. Everything it always to bright for you."
    He grinned, "I like flowers. They're bright."
    I grinned back, him suddenly reminding me of the way we used to be.
    I turned my head and looked around once more, noticing something odd.
    "She-cats?"
    A small group of pale Ocelots were dozing and chatting on the other side of the pond.
    "Oh yea, we have to share this place with the she-cats, it's not so bad. They're good company if you need to talk."
    I shrugged, feeling a bit awkward; I'd never been by another she-cat besides the one at the other place, but I rarely saw her. It was going to be strange talking to another she-cat."
    Myst turned, "C'mon, lets find somewhere to sleep before all the good places are taken."

    I watched you go past, a pain hitting my heart before I turned away.
    The she-cat stopped talking and glared at you as you passed, obviously wanting you out of earshot so they could continue talking.
    My eyes found their way back to you, and I wandered towards you, leaving Myst.
    "What're you doing?" I asked, coming behind you.

    A glare of annoyance passed through Wasp's eyes as she observed her clanmate.
    Her head turned towards the loner, and saw him clearly.
    It was a young male; short black fur with a white chest. His eyes were a nice shade of blue, not sticking out from his color but not avoidable either.
    His nose touched the sandy ground, sniffing around for nothing really.
    He seemed curious, not really a threat or a danger to anyone. Wasp narrowed her eyes, so what was he doing if he wasn't interested in her home?
    His nose lifted, eyes alert, and for the first time, Wasp realized she and Stadicstar were downwind.

    Wasp noticed Firefox, her ear twitched.
    "Nothing. He's just wandering around. Stays close to the border and never tries anything aggressive." she explained.
    The tom still hadn't pinpointed the scents of the cats, and Wasp decided he wasn't the smartest cat alive.