Daffodils Encounter

The young shecat shot after a bird. She was leaping from tree to tree to pursue it, even thought it was obvious she wouldn't catch it, it was way too high up. When Daffodil finally gave up, she leaped out of the tree and landed clumsily. Having no idea what she was chasing after, she ran after nothing, screaming and laughing about how she would catch it soon. She sounded crazy, but Daffodil's heart never left kit hood, and she was actually just playing by herself. That is, until she bumped into someone.

Riptide growled as some silly she-cat bumped into him. "What are you doing here?" He demanded. She was on Cats of the Dark Skies territory. He unsheathed his sharp claws. "I think Mufasa is gonna want to know about you."

Daffodil stared at the tom, "Well, someones grumpy! And what's the Cats of the Dark Skies? Sir, did you hit your head on something? Mufasa? What type of name is that?" She asked, but didn't give him time to answer before another flood of questions came out, "Who are you, anyway? Why do you smell like that? Nice claws by the way. Oh, wait, what did you mean by he wanted to know about me?"