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ooc;; I'll send Jasper's profile to Griffen today, then. :3 Also, I don't think Sand Cats can roar, so -does some quick research- ... Ahh, okay. Sand Cats bark, sort of like dogs, and they hiss and spit like domestic cats... It doesn't mention roaring, so I assume Sand Cats would be able to purr.

bic;; Sahari rose to her paws as the story finished and the short spell of magic-like awe and intrigue broke. She followed after Bianca, padding over to Daniel and curling her body around him. She was slightly chilled from sitting near the entrance to the den and the misty moisture that had soaked her pelt, but she settled down to wash herself thoroughly, and soon her body warmth had spread to Daniel. A black panther tottered towards her, nosing her underbelly fur before settled down to sleep. Sahari purred quietly, lulling the cubs into a deep sleep; she shot a glance towards Konya, wondering if she minded if her panther cub slept with the small Sand Cat for the night.

((i did some research and i found that panthers noises are chirps, peeps, whistles, purrs, screams, growls, and hisses. When frightened, kittens emit a series of short, high-pitched peeps. Kittens and mothers keep track of each other with whistles. i don't think they roar ninja ))

Konya saw Saharis unsure glance and smiled kindly to her showing she didn't mind that the cub was sleeping with her. She stretched alittle, the cub on and around her made it so she couldn't streatch out as much as she'd like to. She layed her head on her paws and closed her eyes again. She thought about going to sleep since she couldn't move anywhere.

Armine couldn't help but chuckle to himself, Brindle was usually pretty straight forward for a leader. Which could be one of the things he liked about her, sure, he liked a good riddle now and then, but trying to decode some leaders' words were killer. "All is well, all is well. All of the herds are acting as predicted and are going about their usual business. It seems to be a good year for them, even better for us then." Armine replied as he slowly got up and walked over to them. The rain was usually a welcome thing to Armine, but any attempt at tracking would be hindered greatly for some time. The rain knocked many scents out of the air and cleansed the ground of presences and tracks. Armine loved it all the same, it made the hunt more challenging, and Armine just loved the rain.

Kiros chuckled at Cirro's attack. He soon stopped himself after a bit, "I guess the rain doesn't like you much." He said as he chuckled a bit more rolling back and forth from side to side. He looked like he was having a seizure but in truth he was itching his back. "Dang itch, can't quite get it." He thought to himself as he wiggled like a snake on the ground.

ooc;; That's okay, Pan. :3 I don't think, once school starts again, I'll get on much either. ):

bic;; Cirro chuckled as well at Kiros's joke. "No, I think not," he agreed in a lquiet tone, turning to watch his fellow feline squirm like a demented snake among the grass. The Hunter gave another low chuckle, eyes darkened in the shadows.

((Okay, I think that just about everybody has stated they will not be posting much within the next few days ^^, its good because I should be doing work anyway. Kakash, you take as much time as you need, and I'm sorry.))

Brindle chuckled at her subordinate's antics, looking up herself at the stars which peered bravely through the fleeing clouds.
"Excellent Armine, we'll hunt the western lands tomorrow then."
The tigress gazed around at the cats who lay about her, feeling a wave of peace wash over the worry of the night's events. Calyn was safe. That was a victory, but she would need to assign guards she concluded. Calyn would not like the idea but Brindle could think of no other way her second could hunt and remain protected.
She let out a sigh and lay down in the wet grass. After tonight, she had no wish to return to her cave.


Raiden listened with great interest and apparent shock.
"Another assassination?" He asked before Thela continued.
When she had finished the Liger got to his feet. He had been in a low cave, taking shelter like the others when Thela had found him.
"I am greatly distressed to hear of Mahora's injury. Do not worry, I will take two other outriders and we will run a full inspection. I shall deliver our findings to Mahora first thing tomorrow as it appears our noble second needs time to recover. Perhaps you should go and attend him? I am not sure he should be left alone with wounds as you have described."

Armine nodded, taking a mental note that he would have to hunt in the westerlands the next day. That meant he would have to get some decent rest, the cold of the rain would likely make his old bones creak the whole night. "I'll be waiting then, please, don't leave without me." he added. He liked to sleep in, and it took him a bit to get active after he was awake. If one of the cats could get him up early enough, he would be ready by the time everyone else was. He lifted a fore paw and stretched out his claws and then curled them up until they cracked a little. Every healer that saw him do it was always yelling at him, but he couldn't help it. He felt funny if he didn't do it sometimes.

((My condolences, Kakash.))

"Yessir," Thela answered the Liger's question, and proceeded to explain the situation. Raiden then got to his feet and explained what he planned to do.

"Good. Several other outriders have paired to increase the patrols nearer the den tonight, but none have gone to investigate. I will let Mahora know." She trusted the older outrider's decision; not only did it make sense, it would be foolish of her to openly challenge the older cat. Obviously, he had seniority. Personally, Thela didn't always like him. Sometimes his attitude towards the younger in the pride was not pleasant. But his current suggestion was sound, and Thela was happy to agree, mostly because it would get her out of the rain (finally), and into a nice warm den.

She said her goodbyes, found the last few outriders that needed telling, and went back to where Mahora was. Thela decided not to comment on the green fur by the wound; Zephre's ointments were known for causing... interesting color side effects. It was good to know the second had been cared for. The jaguar shook off water away from others and went to sit by the second, grooming herself.