Lythandra

It was dark, about 10 at night. Slipping through the long grass was Lythandra, her green eyes watching everything around her, darting from one object to the next. Her tail thrashed in the grass, why was there never anything to hunt out here? Truely, she had eaten yesterday, but just needed something to chase and she knew that most of the animals that came out at night would not want to talk to her. She had yet to see another feline, infact she had yet to see another predator. It had mainly just been deer and birds. She sighed, leaping gracefully onto a fall tree trunk that stuck out from the long blades to gain a higher vantage point. The ocelot sat back, casually watching the night go by. Usually her kind were solitary, but she was beginning to feel alone and it made her feel bad. She dipped down as if crouching, but then tucked her fore paws beneath her and curled her tail round. Her pretty tawny coat with the dark rosettes made her a bit more difficult to see, but those glowing green eyes would give her away. Her eyesight was amazing, she could see for miles, especially in the dark. Weighing 30 pounds, she was a reasonably big ocelot. With a small yowl, she shifted position slightly, then settled down to watch the night go by. Another lonely night.

Sequioa

Sequioa was just as deadly as any other canine. Her steps were long and fluid, her head held high. She was no alpha, but in her eyes she was just as good as any alpha. She stalked quietly through the prarie, now and again passing others like herself but it was a strange yowling that caught her attention. The hybrid cautiously looked abnout her, then moved toward the noise, and low and behold what she saw! As her eyes fell upon the ocelot, she could't help but stare. She'd never seen a cat of this size, all of them were bigger then she. Now, this, this was a strange sight. And even though she was a dark and quiet being, she couldn't help but let the question escape her. What in the hell are you?

Tahti

Tahti walked to the Canyon in search of new recruits. She stayed in the bushes when she saw the ocelot and the canine. But curiosity - and her duties - overwhelmed her and she had to go closer. "Hello. I'm Tahti. Good day for hunting, isn't it?" She said, almost forcing a friendly voice. She was a Shadow Haunter and happy to be that way, but she did not want to say that right away and blow all her chances of converting these two to her side.

Lythandra

The cat's ears caught the paw falls of Sequioa, but she didn't think the canine would actually come to talk to her. Or rather, question her. The feline's tail twitched as she spotted a small rodent scuttle past, but didn't make a move to catch it. Her attention was now on the approach of someone, heading directly towards her if her ears were telling her correctly. Her first instinct was to bolt up a tree and survey the oncoming creature, but Sequioa was there before she even got the chance. It was almost like a staring contest, Sequoia watching her and Lythandra returning the guesture. It was like that for a few minutes, before the canine decided to speak. Lythandra couldn't help but tense up, usually these dogs were in groups, she wouldn't stand a chance if they were to attack. Her peircing green eyes studied the hybrid, but she found no suggestion of aggression. Sequioa's question caught her by surprise. Lythandra pulled herself into a sitting position, wrapping her tail around the front of her legs in a etheral way. I'm an Ocelot, dog. Lythandra's the name...Urm..You are alone aren't you? Shifting nervously, the cat's ears swivelled to try and find any sound of any other canines around her, but couldn't catch any other sounds except the usual night-time chorus. If you don't mind me asking, who are you?

Then, whilst her attention was back on Sequioa, another came upon the scene. So strange to see so many in one night! The cat stood up, agitated and poised to flee. The feline glanced to Sequioa, the back to Tahti, eyes wide. Uh, well I'm not hunting tonight, I was just...resting. Her tail thrashed, claws unsheathing as she became ever more nervous around the two larger hunters. Normally she wouldn't be this bad, but her instincts were telling her something was wrong, and they were usually right. Stepping back a few paces on her tree trunk, Lythandra continued to switch her stare between the two canines in silence.

Tahti

Tahti stayed in a submissive posture. "Why would you want to rest out here?" She asked. "Nevermind...I forgot my manners. What I meant to say was, do you want to see my home? Humans once lived in it, but now it's abandoned for the animals to use. I can give you the tour, and if you don't like it, I'll take you back here." She wagged her bushy tail and smiled.

Sequioa

Her eyes narrowed at Tahti's words. An ominous growl arose from deep within the large hybrids chest, and in a deadly hiss she said A haunter....Should have known from the foul stench arising! Ah, now you see Sequioa was for sure absolutely guaranteed against the Haunters, for she was a Shadow Lurker. The Coyotes words had put her in a very dangerous spot indeed, for Sequioa was the best figher (besides Hydras of course) in the entire pack. The other canine had one shot at living, and that was to flee. Her eyes drifted to the ocelot. If the Haunter was offering her a home, then she certainly was fair game. It is a trick, little cat. For these...Filthy animals, have destroyed our once peaceful valley. They killed one of our own, and many allies as well. No, they are not what they seem.

Lythandra

The feline was thinking over the possiblity of following Tahti, but it was Sequioa's growl that stopped it. Her eyes widenened and the cat began to back away form the two canines. Haunter? I... The Sequioa went into more depth, and Lythandra fell silent. A trick? Killing?! No way! I must decline your offer coyote. I may be small, but don't think I'm weak. Her green eyes became more intense, burning now. Her tail thrashed and she hissed, fur bristling and her back arching. Be gone Haunter, For you sound like ones I do not wish to be with! Jumping down from her log, the Ocelot stood next to the much larger Sequioa, spitting at Tahti in warning. Ocelots would fight to the death for terratories, so she would certainly fight to the death for her life. Her freedom.

Tahti

Tahti stood up, growling. "I wonder who you would ally with when Risen has you begging for mercy!" She snapped, then walked away.

Sequioa

An ominous growl was her response to the Coyote, but before she could retort, the fowl gremlin took off. She turned to Lyth, and gave a grimace. Or was it a smile with a sour face? Ah, who cared. My names Sequioa, if I haven't told you already. I am the delta female of the Shadow Lurkers, and have been against the Haunters since they first formed. They are ones you will want to look out for, little Cat. She didn't mean the name to offend the Ocelot, but she kinda liked it...Even if Lythandra didn't.