Taking What I Want, Calling It My Own

Snoozing in the shade of fern fronds, it was far from the security a tree would offer but she had been too tired to go much further, and it wasn't like anyone would be foolish enough to wake her, right?

Wrong. Though the roar did strike fear into her heart upon being so rudely awakened... it was a beckoning call rather than a territorial 'get the fuck off my patch' roar. Odd. Golden eyes narrowed, toying with her options, check it out, or take the hint and slink away... But then she wouldn't know what was happening.

Horizon pushed up to her murder-mittens and stretched, whipping tail betraying her annoyance at having been woken. She was a creature of the night, and the sun was still high in the sky. She frowned.

Not bothering to shake, to dislodge any semi-dried fern fronds that had worked their way into her fur, she approached the small gathering. Big hair must have been the one to call, and the bigger lioness at his side... Well, she hadn't expected there to be so many other felines in once place. She almost missed the house cat as she drew closer, but she did catch her question.

Horizon took a moment to blink, paw twitching with the urge to bap the much smaller feline, but how would that go for a first impression. She planted her paw firmly on the ground and allowed her tail to lash at her back instead. "There is something to be said for safety in numbers..." Even if it wasn't the way of her kind, she could see the advantage in it. "As long as you don't often expect to see me during daylight hours, I would offer my services, limited as they may be for now..." She yawned. After all, she was barely old enough to be out from under her mother's heels. Even she could acknowledge, she still had some learning to do.