The Mysterious She-cat (Tagged)

[~éluros]

Frost likes sitting in the sun. If no cat disturbs him, no cat will get hurt. It is early in the afternoon, and Frost is ready for his nap. He finds a tree just outside the twolegplace and lays underneath it, with just enough sunlight and just enough shade. 

OOC: Here you go Flight of the Thunderbird

[Flight of the Thunderbird]

A silver speckled white coat streaked through the forest, blue eyes flashing. It skid to a stop when it spotted another figure. Who in the world is he..? Why is he in my territory? She approached the sleeping tom with a calm air, observing him. His scent was strange; definitely not if the clan cats, for she had smelled the before. This tom didn't seem to pose a threat for her, so she was about to go continue her hunt, but curiosity took the better of her and she continued looking at the tom. She felt compelled to investigate this tom; some strange attraction was pulling her in. He looks like an striped version of me. Lynne thought, putting her face right in front of his.

[~éluros]

Frost felt a warm breeze on his face, sorta like a breath. He opened his eyes to see bright blue ones level with his. He jumped up, not caring if he hit the she-cat. He got into a fighting stance, ready for anything. It wasn't until then that he noticed her beauty. He immediately got out of the stance and eyed her with interest. "And who would you be?"