Kat rolled her eyes as James walked away from the Irish member of the pack, she never tried to pronounce his name... She was afraid she'd get it wrong so mostly she'd taken to calling him red because of his hair. Whether this pissed him off or not, she wasn't sure because she didn't have many occasions to actually call him that to his face. This was one of the first nights they'd spent any significant amount of time around the pack. She chased after James and punched his shoulder, "Um... Red was talking to you."

James blinked, "He was?"

"He was setting right beside you..."

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Damn... I was thinking too hard again."

She scoffed, "More like eyeballing the girls."

He shrugged and went back over to the irishman, "Sorry, I didn't hear you guy." He offered his hand to the other werewolf, "Its what I get for having my head up my ass tonight... You know whats going on with Carlson?"

Kat had seen James heading for the party girl earlier ([b]whirlwind[/b]) and decided she looked interesting enough to talk to. Sure she wasn't James but the girl looked bored and Kat could relate.

"Hey, I haven't seen you here before. I'm Kat."