Silent as the night, a sleek goldenrod she-cat quietly picked her way through a bramble patch, two shadows following close behind her. She was a young she-cat, only just begining to mature. "Hey, Parker, what's going on?" Came a whisper once the she-cat had stopped and her ears flicked forward alertly. "Dogs." She said in a low voice as she sneaked through the shaded undergrowth. "And more cats. But nothing to scavange off of..." The cat who'd whispered at her, snorted in a disappointed way. "Quiet Vincent, we'll track something eventually." She said sharply. Vincent rolled his eyes as they came up on a small hill, where they saw a small commotion below. Dogs and cats by the look of it. The third cat, who was jet black with piercing green eyes, tilted his head. "What's with them?" He asked. "No idea Jake. But I don't like dogs." Parker said almost in a hiss, recieving an growl in agreement from Vincent. "I think we should check it out." Jake said in an interested voice as he looked down at the cats. "And get your tail bit off? Dogs don't usually like us, Jake." Vincent said as the three of them continued to stand, watching what was going on.

