"I hope your bite is as good as your spunk, kit. Cause you're asking for my claws upside your face. Only helpless, lazy, or desperate cats take from others. I'd never reduce myself to such a low level only fit to a weakling coward." Parker hissed, ears back as Vincent nudged her to calm down, only causing her to growl at him and glance away from everyone for a second or two. She sighed impatiently. "Alright...Cloud is correct. We hunt for ourselves. Jake's our tracker, Vincent's our chaser, and I'm the one who ambushes. As long as we can still stand, we will hunt like honorable cats." She said, tail lashing back and fourth in an irritated but prideful manner. It was true, Parker prided herself in her stealth and cunning. It was what had gotten her this far in life afterall. Jake mewed patiently and tapped his tail against the ground. "Easy everyone, please. Hawkey, it's nice to meet you. Again, I'm sorry for Parker, she doesn't mean it personally..." He said nervously, glancing back at his sister, who sat down and simply glared back at him. At least to him, that was her way of being 'calm'. "Eitherway, we hunt for ourselves Hawkey. Unlike some spolied cats who only take what is brought to them, we learned long ago to take care of ourselves." Vincent said, keeping a watchful eye on his aggrivated sister. "Exactly. We need no one to take care of us. We do just fine." Jake agreed, glancing wearily at Hawkey, who seemed almost as hostile as his sister. The two of them could almost be sisters in his mind.
