Moon - Rogue - Calm.
Moon's pelt slowly bristled as she scented another cat as she took a bite of her prey. She chewed it carefully then swallowed it, gazing up. She got to her four's, her cleavers slithering out of their silky casings as she called. "Who's there!" She hissed lowly, dropping to her belly
Obsedian - Rogue - Confused
Obsedian's eyes widened. That feline couldn't have possibly scented him that quickly! He then remembered the other cat scent. Oh yeah... He chuckled quietly, watching the feline still. He couldn't see the other cat, yet.