Tawny watched the tom fall, go now! She told herself silently. Padding over to him she helped him up, "Are you okay?" She asked him not even thinking that the Warrior might think of her as the rouge in their territory instead of a new clanmate.
"Yep! Fluffy! Come on, let's go." She giggled, leading the way out.
"Y-yeah.. But, sometimes we see other cats. not alive cats, but small figures. Like mists and smokes. It's weird." Mischief explained, padding out into the other caves.
Tawny ' s eyes darted back and forth the last thing she wanted was to be known as the rouge. "Uh...." She wasn't sure what to say or how to answer. Finally she decided on just the truth, "Yeah."
THIS THE WORST PARTY I'VE EVEN BEEN TO. WE'VE BEEN RAIDED OF EVERYTHING AND NOW WE HAVE HEAVY MUSIC PLAYING WHICH HATE FROM THE OTHER CLASS. AND!!! THE OTHER CLASS IS IN OUR NICE AND PEACEFUL CLASSROOM. WE HAD OUR ELECTRONICS OUT AND I HAD SOFT MUSIC PLAYING AND NOW IT'S SO LOUD)