Post by Belladonna on Feb 11, 2017 22:45:45 GMT -6
Natalia
Rose padded through Deathclan territory, on high alert. She didn't doubt that she could defend herself if needed, but she still didn't nesacarrily want to get into any spats with the other residents here, it would be far more beneficial to start building up by making allies, giving herself a solid foundation before making enemies. Though, Rose still wasn't sure that the cats here would be very friendly towards a former clan cat.
She opened her mouth, scenting the air, and then took a moment to look around, getting to know the unfamiliar territory so that she would feel more secure. Rose's brown pelt blended in well with the dark, murky colors of Deathclan, much more so than it did in Iceclan, where she stood out among the grey and white environment.
This seemed like a nice place, though Rose still felt like the best place for a den would be near the river, though she hadn't thoroughly inspected it enough to make a decision. She wanted somewhere secure with good hunting, which the river was, but a lot of cats frequented there and Rose didn't know if it would be worth all the potentially hostile encounters.
Rose was stopped in her tracks at the sight of another cat, a she-cat. Narrowing her eyes, she cautiously approached the scarred cat. "Hey, you live around these parts, right? Deathclan, I mean." Rose had seen this she-cat around before, and it looked like she was a prominent member who knew a lot about the going ons.
"Pardon my bluntness. I'm new." Rose spoke curtly, dipping her head.
Rose padded through Deathclan territory, on high alert. She didn't doubt that she could defend herself if needed, but she still didn't nesacarrily want to get into any spats with the other residents here, it would be far more beneficial to start building up by making allies, giving herself a solid foundation before making enemies. Though, Rose still wasn't sure that the cats here would be very friendly towards a former clan cat.
She opened her mouth, scenting the air, and then took a moment to look around, getting to know the unfamiliar territory so that she would feel more secure. Rose's brown pelt blended in well with the dark, murky colors of Deathclan, much more so than it did in Iceclan, where she stood out among the grey and white environment.
This seemed like a nice place, though Rose still felt like the best place for a den would be near the river, though she hadn't thoroughly inspected it enough to make a decision. She wanted somewhere secure with good hunting, which the river was, but a lot of cats frequented there and Rose didn't know if it would be worth all the potentially hostile encounters.
Rose was stopped in her tracks at the sight of another cat, a she-cat. Narrowing her eyes, she cautiously approached the scarred cat. "Hey, you live around these parts, right? Deathclan, I mean." Rose had seen this she-cat around before, and it looked like she was a prominent member who knew a lot about the going ons.
"Pardon my bluntness. I'm new." Rose spoke curtly, dipping her head.
