The winged kit was snoring and hissing softly in a different area then usual, after getting in a fight with bigger non-clan npcs. She got an unnecessary gash on her flank from them, which made her real weak and the only fast movement she had was flying; which took her a while to choose, as she was not the one to easily back down. After a while a pain would strike her, but she would try her best to shrug it off, but it just increased every minute. She would finally let go of her cries of agony, as the pain reached a dangerous limit, as she felt like each bone broke and that she was always bled more and more. As she finally got up due to the pain, she noticed that it faded away, as she got up on her four paws.She didn't think twice about walking around the camp, as she didn't feel anything and remember anything either. Her mind blank, some npcs looked at her, not remembering a striking normal tiger cub with odd eyes, the ones of Hushedkit's normal form. "Who are you punk? I don't remember a tiger like you around here." A large albino wolf would give a sneer to the unusual normal sized tiger cub. As she turned her head to give a nasty glare and a fighting pose to threaten the barely bigger animal, and snapped, "Who needs ta' fuckin' know, it's not your business after all 'snowball'." Her hypno-like eyes would look up and down to stare at him while giving a chuckle, "Now excuse me as I go explore." After those words, she kicked up dust into his eyes and bounded away, not looking back at the annoyed canine as she eventually found a nice spot to soak in the sun. "Jeez can't a cat like me be alone, plus I don't know that dude anyways, so it's his damn fault." The tiger cub would lay and stretch, odd green eyes gazing around herself.