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((Potter:: -Shrugs- I just thought read something about the ratio of Warriors and Apprentices the same. Meh, whatever, you guys know more then I do.))

Minxpaw seemed to disregard Dragoneyes answer, not out of rudeness, since she listened to what her 'mentor' had said. "Mhmm..." She said swishing her tail with her eyes looking up towards the sky, still amused by the strange array of colors. Now having the freedom of some wandering, she ventured around first, keeping a comfortable distance closeby but not to far away. Vigor instilled into her blood once more as her weariness faded with newborn curiosity. After she was comfortable with Dragoneyes's presence, she began to prance around, trotting to her own accord. As she looked towards the buildings, her ears flattened, 'Maybe... Maybe I'll go over there... My owners might be looking for me there.' After a prolonged moment, she reproached Dragoneyes with a pounce, "So... Can we visit the twolegged house? Maybe mother would want to join too!" Frivolously, she scampered off and stretch as far as her limbs could take her.

Minxpaw jolted and skidded to a halt, her ears folded back and her tail high in the hair. With a low yowl and a spitting hiss she retorted, "My mother? What do you know about my mother?! Her whereabouts? Her lineage!? Absolutely nothing! You know nothing of these 'twoleggers' you tuck your tail for! For shame to call you a relation to the fearsome Lion!" Her eyes glowered with a sudden fury, disliking Dragoneyes choice of words at her already somewhat harried state from the lack of sleep. Minxpaw didn't have much of a patience to listen to Dragoneyes comment, 'No sense of fear should impede rescuing a fellow feline.' She quickly snapped back and sprinted towards the direction of the twolegger's dwellings, already sensing the diminishing scent of cats. No sign of her mother. Her heart sank but she slowed to a stop, right at the entrance of the twolegger's tenancy. Intrigued by the new change in terrain, she placed her nose delicately on the ground. '...What kind of ground is this?' It smelted just like the black stuff before... Except it reeked with a familiar scent.

((Silly, you shouldn't leave unless you cannot make the commitment in time. The RP is still young and leaving right now would be a shame. Stick around and speak with the other characters and make yourself fit in or else you'll be channeling around alot of RPs out there in the cobwebs of GaiaNet. Oh, I don't like dominating the RP, so someone play as a human being that would probably traumatize Minxipoo.))

Minxpaw took a proud leap onto the black floor and prancing about the alleyways of the Twolegger's den. In a way, she was still flustered at the acts of the cat's she had 'assimilated' into. In what reason did they fear these two-leggers? Their size? Their glance? For what she know, the humans were a completely obsolete race. No defenses. No claws, horns, fangs, speed nor strength. All they had to flaunt was their sheer numbers and their flat deer teeth always curled up in an almost disgusting manner. They grovel at the forces of nature, a failure in the creation of the world. Minxpaw couldn't sense her mother at all, roaming the streets seeing that it was strangely quiet. 'I smell their scent but I do not see any.' Her ears flattened, refusing to believe Dragoneyes's wisdom. Slowly, she continued her quest, her tail gradually lowering as her hopes began to dwindle.