Since Reprise had chosen to join the Ambassadors District, she did much exploring of the League's territory. Sometimes, she enjoyed just simply wandering alone, enjoying the view of the sunrise and then as it set. It took her away from the... well, complications the League and its members were offering her. She was trying, she must admit, to be the "best cat" possible, perhaps a role model for others. How was that working out, you might ask? Well, not so good. And to make things worse, her ambitions had not gone unnoticed by the other cats of the League. Escaping and gathering information from passing Rogues or Kittypets was something she could do to take her mind off things.

Today, she had headed towards the outskirts of the border, past the main house and more towards the direction of their new territory. Humming quietly to herself, Reprise stepped onto the main roof of the building she was currently exploring. She had been deep in thought about, well, all her troubles when she saw a shadow of another cat standing on the roof as well. Panic set in. Dammit Reprise! The second you get distracted another cat shows up. You silly cat... She hoped it was a "friendly" rogue or League member. Her fur slightly ruffled, Reprise stood up so she was clearly visible to the other cat.

Uh... Did the other cat just say wassup? Okay... no, everything was just dandy. Yup. Totally. At least the other cat hadn't attacked her or started hissing. Yet. She shouldn't jinx it. The other cat was also a site to see, what with her scars and greenish tinged fur. How did that happen? Green cat fur dye? Was that a thing? She also scented something... well, questionable. Was that DayClan scent? No, it couldn't be. But it was definitely strong. Funk would most surely want this cat questioned.

With a sweet, polite smile, Reprise glanced over. "Hey, uh, well, I'm Reprise. From Primal Instinct. Would it be possible to ask you a few questions?" Oh dear. What had she done? This was not the way to go about finding information out from passers-by. What was she thinking?

Reprise blinked. Catnip trade? A good time? The cream coloured Bengal knew quite well what catnip was since she was an ex kittypet. Most called it a dangerously lovely substance that made many cats go... well, crazy. Making a mental note in her head at the fact that this cat knew of/had heard of/might involved in the selling of... ahem, "catnip." Interesting... Very interesting.

"I'm no solicitor or lawyer for that matter." Reprise purred, looking the other she-cat up and down. "And I'm not here to offer you anything of those natures. I am but a cat who merely deals with matters around the League." She cleared her throat. "So, don't get your hopes high. I merely want to ask a couple of questions and then we can both be on our way."

"Mister Myst," Glowstar purred in a sing song voice at his presence in delight. She immediately sashayed over to him circling him once before standing in front of him, "What are you up to out here? Hitting the late night parties?" She asked with a playful nudge. Her emerald gaze rolled back to the corner of her vision to look at Reprise considerably before turning to look at her fully, "I love a good round of questions, ask me as you please."

Myst smiled brightly at the leader, the proxy forgotten for the time being. Funny how the pretty she cat never failed to take his entire attention. "You know, kicking butt and taking names. The usual." He mewed before he too drug his gaze back towards the pestering she cat.

Bro? These former kittypets would be the death of him really with their hip lingo. He rolled his eyes at her annoyance, surely living with the likes of Funk as kin would have removed the stick from her spine. "Maybe we don't call the leader of Dayclan a random rouge cat." He chuckled again, at her expense. Though he felt a tiny bit bad. The young she was wasn't as traveled as he was and was still getting her footing.. He'd at least try to be helpful. "You should ask her how the Apocalypse panned out, far more interesting than the smuggling thing." A lazy wave of his tail was all the movement he made.

Oh. He'd tried to be nice but now she'd done it. If she was going to strike any nerve it had to have been this one. He might not like his family but he was proud of where he came from. "Oh sweetheart. I come from a linage of cats greater than you can even wrap your little kittypet mind around." His voice was dripping with malice as he grinned, his claws digging into the roof under his paws. "While your kin were living the soft life eating those rabbit dropping twolegs call cat food and begging to be pet, mine were carving a path through the forest leaving nothing but blood and death in their wake." His gaze cut to the DayClan leader beside him, but deciding he didn't care if the she cat witnessed this. It was obvious there was discord in the League and they weren't giving up any any information here. "Just because your brother said you're relevant doesn't mean you are kitten."