The newest Rogue in town [Open]

Simba clawed at the hay stacks. They weren't working for him right now...He was just so bored. He didn't know any cat here and the worst part was that no one probably would even help him. But he felt free now, no code to follow was great and now...now that he could just sit back and relaxed, it just felt great. He was happy with how much progress he had made even though he was apprentice aged still. Almost a warrior...

He continued to claw at the hay, but eventually he stopped because it was just hurting too much. He decided that he could try and make some friends but probably wouldn't keep them for long. He leaped down from his shady spot and looked at all the cats. Who could he befriend and who could he not?

Pepper was near the area of the barn where the wood gave way to dirt, a small burrow from a rabbit was there, partially collapsed but, her white paws where tirelessly scooping out the dirt. She planned to keep some herbs that would be needed for sicknesses down where she could reach them if Bat had ever fallen ill. She wouldn't make him climb up to get his own herbs if he felt horrible. After a bit, she dragged herself to the prey piled up in the center of the barn, picking a smaller rabbit, she hadn't eaten yet and it was far past morning.

The she-cat perked up, looking at the newest rouge, he hadn't spoken but, true to her word, she never turned away a cat from the barn. Figuring the tom still wouldn't want to talk, she settled down where she could see out across the moor. She loved the view.

Simba looked as he noticed a white-and-black she-cat . he tilted his head and leaped down, his paws softly landing. He padded over to the unfamiliar she-cat. He sat down next to her and spoke "Hello" he mewed "I am Simba, who are you?" he asked, facing the cat.