[center][b][i]Cat[/i][/b][/center]

Continuing to watch the smaller man, Cat's cold calm blue eyes never left his only current company. It was obvious just how scared this boy was, how he never looked straight at him and flinched away as he neared and showed just how much bigger he was. Perhaps it was a natural animal instinct. Quite a few animals can't make eye contact with their dominant counterparts. Still, in a way it was smarter to simply submit to ones bigger than them.

Perhaps that was what was wrong with the tall violent men? Born in the streets and living off raw instinct, perhaps that is why he didn't feel much need to torture those like this boy or Dog. Sure, the same dark thoughts still entered his mind but they weren't quite as strong compared to someone of challenge or during his regular dark dreams.

At the question for tools, Cat merely turned away, moving deeper through the attic and roaming around piles of boxes. His powerful hands moving some around until he finally picked up a old dark red tool bag. Slightly holed up, obviously had been well used. Striding back over, he knelt down in front of his current companion and set the bag down. Unzipping it to reveal some common tools. A couple screwdrivers, a wrench, and even a power drill that looked a bit worn and rusted. The tools looked old, and well used, but now dusty from lack of use in recent years.

[b]"Most of the newer tools, if not taken, are probably in the barn."[/b] Cat finally spoke to speak his thought. His voice deep, cold, but crystal clear yet holding what one may call a minor mysterious sultry nature.

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[center][b][i]Dog[/i][/b][/center]

After some time rolling around in the grass, Dog sniffed the air as she smelled the scent that was familiar. Food. Just food. She didn't know exactly what, but it was food... And she was starving. Cat delegated their eating since he didn't want to waste food... But man she was starving! Driven by her hunger, she stood up and jogged into the house, sniffing the air and following the delicious scent like her given name implies.

Poking her head around the corner of the doorway, she saw the kitchen filled with four people. One being the little girl, the other the blue dressed woman who reminded her of several women back home, and that woman who was friends to the blonde girl. As well as one of the guys. She smiled as she spotted the blue woman's dog, resisting the urge to snuggle the cute animal.

With a slightly shy but friendly grin, she waved her hand a little. [b]"Whatever that is smells awesome."[/b] she chirped in her husky deep voice.