Her eyes snapped away from the mouse to the crow-brained idiot who had just decided to scare away her food. She snorted as it squeaked and darted away. Kate-kun straightened up, and turned her narrowed eyes to the cat who had cost her an empty belly. "Yeah, what do you want? You just scared away my dinner." Irritation flared within her eyes, her stubby tail wiggling back and fourth in frustration. She'd like to have tried to claw his ears off, but she knew better. He was a cat of the league, and if she wanted to get anywhere, she had to keep her cool.

Kate cut her eyes towards him again. They were narrowed and searching his eyes, he seemed sincere in his apology. However, Kate truly cared little for it. As he continued to speak about chatting with her, her ears twitched a little. What could this hunter possibly want with her, especially since she'd never even seen him before. The feline continued to stare at him, as if trying to figure out if she could recognize him or not, but nothing seemed to ring a bell in her head.


It was then that she felt a sudden growl push from her throat.

"I don't have a mother."


Kate turned abruptly and headed towards where the cat had mentioned, but clearly didn't expect him to follow. Whoever he was.

Great, he's following me. Kate felt her eyes roll in the back of her head as she walked. She even picked up the pace, perhaps he would get the hint. However, whenever he spoke once more, she spun around. She was smaller than he was, in fact, Kate was smaller than most cats that were even her age. Her size didn't matter to her though, that fire lit in her eyes and it seemed she was ready for a fight. Her little pink nose was almost touching his own, but she clearly had to stretch a little to get to that point.

"Look, I don't care. I'm not some mewling kit who hopes and prays to whatever gods are out there, that mommy will come running back and beg me to forgive her. She's dead to me. Do you understand that?" Her tongue was quick with her words, lacing like a razor.


Kate crinkled her muzzle as she sneered. "My only family is my brothers and my father." If she had it her way, her mother wouldn't even exist. Despite trying to act hard about it, the hurt that flashed in her eyes was there, even if only for a second. Kate was not one to admit being hurt, weaknesses, or anything that seemed close.

She could hear it in his words. The determination seemed to wrap around every syllable. Kate looked the tom in the eyes, studying them for a few moments. Silence hung between them as he finished off his last reach out. Finally she gave a heavy sigh, her shoulders seemed to relax a little and she found herself rolling her eyes. This fool isn't going to give up, and I have to live in the same group as him. What a thorn in my paw. "Fine, whatever. You can get me food, I guess I'll have no choice but to listen to you." She didn't add in,If I want to eat tonight that is... It was true, Kate didn't know the forest around here. Hunting was not easy, and her main skills relied on her father so far. She was still young, so was still learning.

His smile made her paws itch. She'd perhaps given him too much hope. Kate had no plans to get to know her so called 'uncle'. As she had said before, she didn't have any family outside of her litter and her father. Even then, her father was treading on thin ice with her at the moment. The feline huffed and followed behind him.

As he spoke, she felt an inward groan happen, though tried to stifle it. She ought to known she was not going to get out of this without having to chat with him.

"Don't know much about it." She responded, not leaving much room open to continue the conversation from her own reply.

Kate pressed her lips together suddenly in thought. How much had Kier spoken to this cat? It seemed he may have given more information than she ever would have. Sure, this cat was supposed to be their uncle but... Kate didn't trust him. Why should she? Just because he was supposed to be her blood? Blood is thicker than water. It was something she had heard cats around her say in Primal Instinct. It seemed these cats took pride in their bloodlines, but Kate felt much different.

"No." She'd never even spoken to another cat in the league, other than Rhiannon and now Hywel. She actually stayed to herself mostly. It would be a miracle to get her out of her shell.

"Hmph." She responded. Kate did miss home, a lot. She'd much rather be back in the barn, chasing mice, and listening to her father's instructions and stories. It was warmer there, too. The hay seemed to hold heat better than the dens here, which felt cold and empty most times to her. Her eyes shifted towards him, and she found herself rolling her shoulders in a light shrug.

He was so persistent. It was annoying, yet also made her want to talk, too. How frustrating... Kate huffed loudly, and rudely. "Not much to tell, you basically know enough about me, don't you?" Kate wasn't that complex, and she was still young, so she had little to no history out here in the world as it was. "What about you? Do you have anything cool [dark]about you then?"

Trade for a trade. She thought. He was smart, figuring out how to work her to his own liking. She'd allow it. For now. Not that she really had to answer any of his questions. It was her choice, and she was running the show. She liked to think, anyways.

"Fine."