[u][b]Kucing- Forest Cave.[/b][/u]

While she would not have run under normal circumstances the words of Avalon were all that mattered, sharp bloodied teeth remained bared and a snarl was loosed from her throat that sounded like death which resonated in eerie blue eyes. She watched the retreating forms of her prey and with a gnash of her teeth jumped down to Avalon’s side, he had a boy with him, a wiry scrawny looking creature, absolutely pathetic looking, of course she’d thought that of Empie at first too with a sniff she snorted in apparent disapproval before making sure they carved a way through the town and out into the forest. 

She’d spent her time here learning the woods and took her own route branch to branch, let the silly bi-peds leave their trail and tracks behind she would not be so sloppy and she would likely be the only one to survive. When finally they made for the cave the feral woman finally transformed, her lips and chin still coated in the blood of the human and largely ignored as she set to using a stick and foliage to at least hide their footprints to the cave entrance. Inside her eyes adjusted quickly and for the first time the woman smiled, albeit faintly and brief. This place was more like the homes she was used to, this was something she knew better than the bi-peds. “No fires.” She uttered quietly, her voice a rich yet savage tone, not devoid of warmth or exotic Bryn accent. “People will see.” She explained, dipping back into the cave, still very naked. 

When Avalon spoke of the Kings death the cat looked briefly confused, her head tilted and for a moment she glanced to the cave entrance. She had felt no affection for the man as she felt little for this new pack, however. “He gave me a name.” Her tone unreadable until blackened claws gouged moss from the wall in large streaks. “We bleed his hunter.” Her head turned to face Avalon quizzically. “Yes?” Bi-peds were still so very confusing, the man sounded sad but humans dealt with betrayal and sadness a much different way to her clan. They let their eyes leak and sad words, ultimately no vengeance was sort often enough, she wasn’t sure if that was strength or weakness though.

Empie returned, breathing heavy with a heavy bag on her bag and sighing heavily as she slouched down in a corner. Clever girl, turning to listen to Avalon speak to the weedy one Kucing waited until they had stopped, until Avalon slouched down and looked utterly depressed. She snorted, stupid alpha. Moving over to him she put a hand reassuringly on his head as he had her on their first meeting, caressing the crown of his head as he had hers. “It’s okay.” She echoed his words and sighed addressing the cave, “No fire. Rest against caves edges, I’ve spent my life avoiding hunters with my real pride. I can lead you out of these woods without you getting caught.” The blood was beginning to dry on her face, flaking in places and falling off but leaving an even grimmer visage than the blood alone. “I will keep watch.” She briefly smiled down at Avalon, a very uncertain look to it, as if she weren’t quite sure how to do it, then the naked lady settled herself close to the cave’s mouth, stretched out against a rock and half hidden by shadows. 

For the first time since getting stuck in this stupid city she felt alive again, it was almost ‘fun’ not that she would know how to express that to anyone.