Horizon Ridge waterflare

She walked alongside him, her shorter legs working to keep up with his longer strides. She nearly laughed at his question. To tell him of herself? What was there to tell? She was an average cat, driven by hunger and anger. Rarely was she moved with lust but more so she enjoyed hurting things. Particualrly the slobbering dogs that roamed this place so freely.

There were few she cared for enough to truly share her emotions with and Shardul was not yet one of them. He would not know of her bloodlust or the things that made her happy until he was. She supposed though that he meant her past rather than her interests.

"There is not much to speak of. I was born in another land to a mother of the name Nictori. When I came of age to mate and birth cubs of my own she chased my littermates and I away. She most likely has new children now. Me, I wander now. Or I do until those mutts chase me away," she rolled her eyes in annoyance of the canines. She didn't know why she hated wolves so much. Perhaps it was their superior demeanors or their stupid yowling they called wolf song.