Kintla Flatlands Kitty Fight Club

Zaria didn't like to sit around and do nothing even with an injured shoulder. The slender female was on the side of the mountain that looked over the grasslands and the river. In the far distance she could see the plateau. Her keen green eyes looked over the plains before her. She felt like a bird looking down on the plains from the edge of the mountain side. She never went too high since she disliked how heavy breathing got. She stayed on the lower ranges but it still gave her quite the view.

She watched the fight from a distance, sitting down in the process as she watched the cat fight. Though, they were more like moving dots. Zaria watched the dots stop moving and leaned forward in questioning. It would be interesting to take a look but she was still injured. She didn't want to go all the way down the mountain, so she would sit this one out and keep her guard over the STM grounds. Maybe one of her packmates would be interested to inspect the ordeal.