08-31-2018, 10:29 AM
[abbr=info]♕[/abbr] //QU I L L SKFSDGH
Cherrywine hadn't been in the Pitt for long, but already she was adjusting to clanlife. She had never lived in one, but quite a few of her business partners back home had traveled from their homes way out in the middle of nowhere just to buy, so she'd kind of known what to expect. There would be a hierarchy and a certain set of rules, just like in the family, and they had their own territory, typically in the "wilderness", away from human cities like the one she had grown up in. It was pretty easy to understand that intruders weren't welcome and why, so when the fair molly had spotted Quill dangerously close to the border, she had been quick to act.
"Hey-" she spoke up, stepping over a small dune as she made her way in the male's direction. Though war-torn and regal in appearance, Cherrywine was... small. Not tiny, no, that was not the right word, for muscles rippled beneath her thick coat of cream fur, but definitely small. She stood shorter than the majority of other domestic cats of her breed, which was unfortunate luck when compared to her brother, who was well over a foot tall. Regardless of size, she was certainly intimidating, in her own sort of way, with that cold blue gaze and the dangerously sharp weapon that dangled at her shoulder. "You're wandering dangerously close to Pitt territory, sweetheart. Care to tell me your name and your business here?" That sounded good, right? That was pretty much a variation of all the other greetings she'd heard from her clanmates, so she'd go with that.
"speech"
Cherrywine hadn't been in the Pitt for long, but already she was adjusting to clanlife. She had never lived in one, but quite a few of her business partners back home had traveled from their homes way out in the middle of nowhere just to buy, so she'd kind of known what to expect. There would be a hierarchy and a certain set of rules, just like in the family, and they had their own territory, typically in the "wilderness", away from human cities like the one she had grown up in. It was pretty easy to understand that intruders weren't welcome and why, so when the fair molly had spotted Quill dangerously close to the border, she had been quick to act.
"Hey-" she spoke up, stepping over a small dune as she made her way in the male's direction. Though war-torn and regal in appearance, Cherrywine was... small. Not tiny, no, that was not the right word, for muscles rippled beneath her thick coat of cream fur, but definitely small. She stood shorter than the majority of other domestic cats of her breed, which was unfortunate luck when compared to her brother, who was well over a foot tall. Regardless of size, she was certainly intimidating, in her own sort of way, with that cold blue gaze and the dangerously sharp weapon that dangled at her shoulder. "You're wandering dangerously close to Pitt territory, sweetheart. Care to tell me your name and your business here?" That sounded good, right? That was pretty much a variation of all the other greetings she'd heard from her clanmates, so she'd go with that.
"speech"