The small Egyptian Mau padded through the grass... well more like swam. The little fae was so small that the grass was giving the little kitten trouble with walking. She was only 6 weeks old, and had been forgotten on a road trip by a travaling family. Now simply the kitten looked for a warm pace to stay, away from the wild animals and wet rain. A tiny mew was released from her maws before she gave up traveling and curling into a tiny ball. Her whip covered her face as she lay there, scared and alone.

The beautiful rust-colored Husky walked gingerly around the house, not wanting to attract much attention. She looked over the land, using keen scenses to guide her, not just her firey iris colored eyes. Her steps were made easy and gently. She kept her head up as she went, catching different scents here and there. The Husky quickly stopped, sorting a different scent. She scanned the area but could see nothing out of the ordinary. She raised her head again and then called out, "Hello?"

She couldn't see the kitten because of the grass and how far away she was standing, and also because of the kitten being curled up. She stood there and waited for a reply of some sort, expecting it to be the same sound that she had heard a little while ago before getting the scent.

The small Mau lifted her tiny tiara, her pyramids swivling about as she heard the sound. She shivered a bit, mostly of fear. She didn't know what it was, and being so small almost anything could hurt her. Like she would do at home when she was frightened a few more high pitched mews were released before she stared into the grass, looking for the one who had spoken earlier.

She continued to look around, confused. She felt a breeze brush past her, giving her a better source of the new scent. She lowered her head and raised her tail, not in a way to show she was mean or aggresive, which was what she disliked completely, but she started to wag it slightly, in the doggy manner. She lowered her head then all the way to the ground and sniffed through the grass. She started at a quick trot and soon found the kitten of gray. She sniffed the kitten slowly as to not scare her more, and then she raised her head back up. She sat back on her haunches and looked down at the small feline. "Hello," she said merrily, wagging her tail harder, "Who are you?"

The little mynx looked up, seeing the doggy face. Having lived in a family which bred cats, she had never seen a dog before and had only smelt them as she traveled here. the large size compared to her scared her upt o her feet, her back arching, trying to look as big as she could. Which wasn't too big because she was smal to begin with. A long hiss was sent to the dog, and a series of low growled followed with it. "Leave me alone" Her voice was rather high pitched and squeaky even though she tried to seem unafraid and mean. She was simply a scared kitten, never expiriencing a dog in her life till now.

Jenna slightly hopped back a bit but stayed in her sitting position. She looked the kitten over and sighed slightly. "If you plan on living here, you will have to get used to canines..." she said, then mumbling something under her breath. She remembered what she was told before. "If you are more fond of your own feline kind then go to the barn. It is the best place to find other cats." she said, not at all driven away. She looked around and then stood, shaking her whole body and then turning to leave. She didn't want to be around here right now. She wanted to head to the wilderness for a minute, and then head to the Woodland Farm.

She started trotting away from the kitten, looking straight ahead so that she wouldn't be set off-course of where she was going. "Bye!" she called back as she disappeared in the surrounding trees and mangled underbrush. This was an interesting encounter for her, having not met very many cats, or any feline, for that matter.

Sassy, the mother of many of the cats at the Ranch, was sitting on the porch when she spotted the kitten. But before she could investigate, a dog had come. Her tail poofed out instinctively and she watched with keen interest as the two spoke. Her daughter Niavy strolled up beside Sassy and watched as well, but showed quite a bit more fear.

Once Jenna left, Sassy hopped lightly down from the porch and padded swiftly over the ground, with Niavy in tote. As she approached the kitten, she pushed her head forward and sniffed daintily at her before speaking, "Where is your mother?"

Niavy slinked up beside Sassy now, also pressing her head in close to sniff at the kitten. It was a good thing that Sassy was here though, for Niavy was known for playing very rough with little kittens that weren't hers. Tackling them and biting their necks were considered good fun for her, but not the poor kittens. She had even dropped off her own kitten in her mother's litter to be watched over, although she helped to feed them now and then.

The little kitten held her ground, her tail poofed out and the hairs on her back raised. She didn't respond to what the dog had to say, and only once the canine left her sights did she become less tence and frightened. But the ligght touch of another feline cause her to whirl about quickly, bark arched until she realized that it was one of her kind. Her weary nature was due to her size, and her confined life with her human companions. Now that she was out, she was nervous and not as she normaly would be.

"With the masters."

Her voice was quiet and as she spoke her little head looked about, as if saying masters would bring the traveling family back to her.

Niavy was about to reach a paw out to bat the kitten in a playful way. Sassy grumbled a warning, pulling her ears back. Niavy pulled her paw back and sat on her haunches, decided to listen to her mother for once. She was too carefree for her own good.

"Oh, so you are not feral? How did you end up here then?" She questioned, a strong motherly tone in her voice.

Niavy sighed heavily, expressing her boredom. "Maybe you could come meet the kittens. They're fun to play with." she pointed out slyly and getting a warning look from Sassy again.

The little Mau shyed away at the growl directed towards Niavy, returning to her normal poze as Sassy questions her.

"Masters stopped for a rest. I went off to play hide and seek. They left without me"

"That's not a good thing." Sassy responded sadly, but then perked up, "Well, you can stay around here until they return. Unless your home is not far away? But, it's awfully dangerous to wonder too far, as the wolves and dogs are especially aggressive around here."

Niavy nodded, but was impatient with all the talk, "I'll show you the kittens!" she insisted, "They're younger than you, and they're awfully fun to play with."

Sassy shook her head dismally. But she was glad that Niavy had found someone other than her to play with. For fun, Niavy would run as fast as she could and catapult herself from her mother's back. This was much to Sassy's aggrivation, but Niavy never stuck around after such an act, knowing she'd get repremanded with a bit or a swap.

The Mau shuddered at the mention of dogs and wolves. She was unfamiliar with them, and even the one who had been kind still frightened the young cat. Although talk of kitten caught her attention abd took her short attention span from worrys of dogs to excitment of others like her. So she daintly padde towards Niavy a bit, looking about as if asking where.

Niavy grinned mischeiviously, "Good, I'll show you where!"

Sassy shook her head, "Don't be too rough, alright? I'll be back in a bit, hopefully with a rabbit." the mother cat strided away, off to hunt like she normally did.

Niavy headed towards the Barn, "You'll love these guys! Too little to fight back really."

Like a dainty little fairy the kitten followed after the other, more or less not wanting to be left where a dog might find her. Her greyish bod almost glided through the grass as she moved, her tiny pyramids twitching at the slightest sounds.