Heather squinted a bit, confused, looking for where Ray had gone but he seemed to not be in the room then he looked down to see a dark brown tail coming from beneath the ledge. Heather nearly fell when he heard his booming voice "Where did he go!" it wasn't a question but a complaint, a very angry one at that.
At the entrance to another tunnel came Moth, a medium dark pelted she-cat who looked much like Heather but with thicker fur and longer whiskers. Moth spoke her tone sharp and sincere "What are you yelling about Ray?" he paused and looked at the scene and blinked at Heather, a indication she saw him.
Heather did not understand why Moth felt the need, wasn't the fact he was there obvious. Then Moth waves her tail and blinked twice. Heather knew what was happenimg. A waving of tail and blinking was a symbol they used while playing to say attack then Moth lowered her tail saying "wait for the right moment".
"Ray! Look at that..." Moth meowed calmly.
A hiss came from beneath the ledge and a louder voice responded "I don't care, I need to find Heather."
Moth knew what to say now. "Oh? Heather? She is right here..."
A moment later Ray spun and looked but quickly saw Heather wasn't in the scene and began charging at Moth but as he left, Heather leapt.
A loud thud sound filled the cave as Heather landed but Ray quickly began to buck him off. Pleadingly Heather deapened his grip and growled lowly struggling to stay a top, but nearly bucked off he released and sprinted out of the cave but the Frost Time air forced him to turn in which he was pinned.
Ray released and walked away having won but Heather felt he had won just by lasting so long and relised his fur provided him with camoflouge.
~Gray here with the second part! Have a wondrous day.
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In The Caves
Short StoryHello, here is a couple little mini stories about a little family of cats in the caves. Something simply to introduce our style!~Gray