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Torrent moved with quiet grace as she followed her brother. Not that she regularly made it a habit to stalk her brothers - well, not that regularly - but she'd been feeling a bit restless. Asriel had been no help at all, as the snow leopard had been apparently out of sorts and not inclined to be particularly friendly. Finding out what Tyrian was up to was a better alternative than strangling an irritable cat, so she'd followed. Asriel had joined her not long afterwards, his pale, spotted fur bristling in annoyance that he'd given in. When Jupiter's howl suddenly broke through, calling for a melee, her ears flicked forward in interest. Was that where Tyrian was going? Even if it wasn't, the prospect of a brawl was interesting enough to pull her away from her self-imposed task, and she set out directly for it.

It turned out that was where Tyrian was heading, or he had heard the call as well and been closer, because he was there when she came into view of the little group. So, too, were two strangers, one who caught her eye with an interesting combination of blue and gold that was reminiscent of a brilliant gold sunset on a cloudy evening, but the other who kept her gaze by virtue of being something new. Torrent stared unblinkingly at the cat, who didn't seem to be accompanying anyone as Asriel did her, and tilted her head to the side in contemplation of it. The cat looked quite a bit like a bobcat, but much bigger. If there hadn't been the promise of a melee, Torrent might have approached the cat to ask her questions about what sort of creature she was, but the anticipation of violence overruled any thirst for knowledge. Instead she nodded shortly to both her brother and her nephew, and positioned herself at the edge of the group where she could best decide where to jump into the coming brawl.