this crazy world -- private

[Dotpaw]

The sun was bright and warm, pouring in shimmering shafts through the windows of the abandoned Two-leg farm, in which the group of cats lived. A young she-cat sat by the wall beneath the sunlight, her stature elegant and content as she sat, her plumy tail curved around her dainty white paws, orange orbs searching the building.

She have her whiskers a twitch as she thought, wondering what she could do that certain day. She didn't particularly feel like socializing, though it would be acceptable if no other opportunities fame up. Her gaze flicked around the bottom floor of the run-down barn once more, searching for any felines that might be good company. Upon further inspection, she realized that most would be out hunting or patrolling at this time of day. 

Perhaps I could hunt, she thought. It would, in fact, giver her something to do instead of lazing around with sun on her pelt. That being said, she stood and shook the dust her fur had picked up, from the ground, off. She trotted briskly to the entrance, only to be blocked by the body of another of her species. She stared at them, anxious to be on her way. " Yes? Is there something you'd like? "  she questioned.
notes: this is for Wildmane only.