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It was Mahora who answered this

"I think all Brindle wants is for us to be on alert. Everything is under control for now, so it would be best if you stayed here," he stated.

His voice was slightly slurred, the gashes in his cheek making speaking painful and his voice almost inaubible. He growled at himself in frustration and slight pain.

Kiros nodded in affirmation of what Mahora had said. Kiros settled back down to his previous possitoin as he kept scouting out the ahead landscape outside the Den. He was looking for signs of the others return or any kind of threat. Kiros was now anxious but still able to keep his reserve and so he stayed silent.

Jacqueline curled yet closer to Tami as Mahora entered, and when Cirro entered, she pulled her body into a tight not. She found herself only a spot on Tami's fur, curled up to closely to the older cat. The ocelot cub peered nervously at the two males, blue eyes afraid, but not petrified. Her fear of the older males could not be explained, because the cause of it had never been obvious. Her pink nose trembled slightly as Sahari walked over with the meat. She wouldn't move just yet.

Tami continued to lick the furball that was Jacqueline, purring softly in an attempt to sooth her. She sighed as she was tackled, not really sure if she should play with them, or continue comforting the ocelet cub. "Zephre, do you want me to help Mahora, or are you?" she asked, glaring lightly at the cub who was balanced on her head, batting at her ears.
((I'm pretty sure they can, but if the big cats can't purr then I'll fix it. And, sorry about this, but tonight'll be my last night on until Wednesday or Thursday. Leaving for a mini-vacation. Unless I can figure out a way to get my characters out, just ghost them along please.))

((As a rule, if the cat cannot roar, it can purr. The rp's getting away from me! Firstly I'd like to say that hunting in this thread is not as easy as one cat going out and automatically catching something, especially in rain like this. There is a hunting faction for a reason. The success rate of a pride of lions is only one in twelve, so no just killing something and bringing it back, unless it's really insignificant or your cat gets lucky. Two; no kills in the cubbing dens plz, most of the cubs would still be suckling and ats just gross anyway ><. Bianca, respect her, Mahora and Kiros should have received a sharp reprimand for not respecting one of the leaders of the pride. She is a den-watcher but she's still a ruler, and in charge of all of y'all. Lastly, nobody knows the second assassin's a tiger. Both sight and smell were practically erased in the conditions I created, there is a method to my madness, you'll see. Oh and Kikiama, Zephre said something to Bianca on...page six I think it was...he's still waiting on a reply ^^.))

Brindle fixed her second with a hard stare. "Well," she said finally; "You should go see Zephre anyway, even a scratch could get infected in a season like this. With that she began to lead the way back to the main den."Bianca's going to love this..."

Zephre tilted an ear towards Tami and the little Jaqueline. "You had better stay with your cub." He said teasingly, "as for injured and cats and those who are not den-watchers, I think we've caused Bianca enough worry and it's getting a little cramped in here. Out. I'll treat you outside."
Thanking the sky that the rain had let up at least a little Zephre grasped the bundle of leaves gently in his mouth and dipped his head to Bianca as he left the den.

Brindle shook herself again as she came upon the shorter grass around the den sight. She caught sight of Zephre chewing his healing leaves carefully into a paste.
"Another patient for you healer." She said quietly.
"Don't tell me you wound up in this fight as well?"
Brindle took a while to answer, "not quite. Calyn needs a look-over. And we need an inspection of the cat that was killed.
"Killed?"
"There was a murder Zephre."
"Great sky above, another assassination?"
"It was an assassin, or at least it was conditioned as those who took Kirros were."
"Then there is still someone in the pride who was involved but not caught."
Brindle nodded but said nothing more. It was a failure. She would never forgive those who slew the outrider head, and to think of at east one more still going about unpunished under her very nose made her furious. She growled her frustration savagely.

[That's what I thought, as far purring goes. And if I'm thinking right, all the big cats we are playing can roar, so they are not capable of purring. Except for the cheetah. So Mahora and Kyground's character can't roar, only purr. All the jaguars, lions, tigers, and leopards are only capable of roaring. And Griffen, Mahora was only referring to the leopard when he said assassin. He has no idea the tiger is an assassin, but merely guessed that the leopard might be one. But he wasn't one hundred percent sure, and his guess only came from what he felt, not what he smelt. And also Griffen, I explained it to Kiki already, but Mahora wasn't trying to be disrespectful. It's kind of hard to acknowledge your superiors, or the world around you, when you have a gaping wound in your cheek. ^.^ Just thought I'd clear some stuff up.]

Mahora nodded to Bianca slightly as he trailed after Zephre. He gazed past the huge lion when he heard Brindle's familiar voice. He went to sit next to Zephre, watching Brindle silently as the two conversed. He resisted the temptation to lick at his wound like a domestic house cat. The cheetah wasn't a big fan of showing weakness.

Bianca's ears twitched as a cub's cry as it ran to find her. Her eyes wided slightly and she nodded tothe three before jumping up to the den opening and swiftly taking the cub between her paws and nuzzling her softly. "Shhhh... shhhh... You know better than to run out of the den... Shhhh..." Bianca licked the cub lightly before picking her up in her mouth and taking her back into the den.

She laid down and buried the cub in her fur. The night's damp, cool air was not safe for a cubs immune system. The cub shivered under Bianca's neck and she nuzzles her fur deeper. "It has been one heck of a night..."