Ocean's Breath Plateau call of the wild

He looked at the first girl as if she was missing a brain to go along with that tongue. Duh, his face read as he nodded, still scowling a bit. Her markings reminded him a bit of Mother.

The second girl, much darker-pelted, spoke up as well. Loner? His ears swiveled, unsure of how to respond.

I'm Kitty-mat, he replied. Not A-Loner.

Kitimat was frustrated enough to walk away just then, but curiosity in the two youngsters kept him put. He looked between the pair, tail moving like a slow metronome at his hocks.

You hunt? he asked.