"They're at fault, not me. I can't help it. Rock throwing at cats should be made illegal."
Her gaze was pensive before she absently licked at the small cut on her side. She had managed to dodge all but one of the thrown projectiles at her small body before scampering out of view. The one rock that had struck her had not been very big but it had hurt upon impact. Now though it was just a dull ache with the cut the only visible outward sign that she was not at her best.
"Stupid humans," Quicksilver's gaze shot to the space around her, remembering just a little too late, that normal cats would not be able to talk. Her mouth snapped shut before she scanned the area before sighing with relief. No civilians were in sight but even as she stretched out her other senses did something register on her radar and the small Mauvian made an abrupt turn before ducking into the nearby foliage; intently following something else that had piqued her interest anew.
Honkzilla
