Redtail Rise In the Faces of Cats

sunrise nods along, and had she the ability to speak eloquently, perhaps she might've moved to say something worth substance to the bloodsplot woman. but not yet, as for now, sunrise has still remained a silent being. there was caution in the movements, and sunrise does her best to mimic, even with her growing body. following her and keeping a light step, she watches for anything curiously, her ears twitching and moving between the cat and the breeze.

it would be by accident that sunrise's shoulder would bump with masquerade, but perhaps the caru would either find it annoying or endearing with how flame stalker remained calm. though, a noise cuts her attention as suddenly, sunrise wants to stop. she can hear that ungodly scrawling sound of whatever a cat was, and she could feel how her hackles immediately lift in response, as if unnerved. no prey ever made such a noise before, and now sunrise was facing an enemy she's never dealt with.

she refuses to jump the gun yet, though, having better restraint nowadays. her eyes flicker when she can see up ahead the movement of something fluffy and feline, though her eyes squint and narrow to try and focus on it.