Moss
The little grey and white female paused, staring down at them warily. Clan? What was a clan? Moss had no idea what a clan was, nor did she care. All she thought about right now was her safety. If she came down, they'd likely kill her. Her eyes narrowed as she looked downwards at the cats. "My name's Moss." She finally spoke, careful not to sound too threatening. She couldn't risk making them more hostile.

