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Giving a huff, Prisca flew back up onto a low-hanging tree branch to continue her previous method of hopping from one tree to the next. She did this against the wind, hoping to eventually catch that scent of something unfamiliar.

Avuna grumbled herself "where are you ya little brat" she was getting tired of this game of hide and seek. She swore the Kits were having a good time of this. Kits usually got up to all sorts of mischief anyway.

Hikaru called out , maybevthe babies would hear her and respond, nothing. She ran and flew up a big tree, to find them, they could have been up there, I mean this wasn't the first time she looked up in a tree for these babies so might as well try her best to check everywhere. Where are you two, I need to know...... she checks in a huge abandoned nest.

As she climbed up onto a boulder to look around, Prisca remembered someone from the forest calling her Pinky. What a nuisance. She was glad to be away from the woods, away from the noise of it. It was nice up here. Quiet. Perhaps she should think about settling here. Maybe she could make some sort of a house or find an abandoned cave to live in. That'd be real nice.

As she continued to search around, soon her searching became not just on finding the lost kitten, but also on finding a suitable spot for her to move to.

Nothing, she flew to the next tree, nothing. She flew back to the ground and looked out for them. Where are you..... please someone find them. She cried out again, yet nothing. She seen a huge picker bush, she crawled in to see if they were in there, she hoped they were.

Further up the mountain Prisca went. Sometimes running along the ground. Sometimes jumping from branch to branch where there were trees close enough together. All the while keeping her ears perked for any noises and her eyes swerving all around her for a cave. Could it be possible that the babies had rolled into a cave? Perhaps. Especially if it had an opening on the ceiling of it. She wasn't a big lover of children, but she still hoped they'd had a soft landing wherever they'd fallen.

She lost the trail entirely, damnit. The Kits were playing with her. "Where are you?" She roared through the forest. Little brats. She wanted everyone out of her section of the forest. It was so crowded. Then again no wonder they were hiding better now. They were enjoying this. Maybe that purple fluffy cat had better luck on the mountain. Avuna was stubborn though, she'd find the one hiding here in the woods.

Well, things seemed increasingly more empty handed. Some soft rustling sounds could be heard in the forest they knew they were at least close to at least one of the babies.. but Katzaie young weren't known for being able to speak; instead making an adorable bird-like chirping noise when their lungs were a bit more developed. The whole reason why they hadn't heard the little kits were because of this fact, otherwise, the search would have been a quick one. The kits were unable to move much other than slight wriggling. While one seemed surely in the woods, you never knew.. one could be in the ponds area, mountains.. or even further. The search was so wide it was hard to really tell where exactly these little ones would pop up.