Silentstreak moved through the brush, carefully placing his paws as he moved as quietly as his name suggested. His creamy coat was ruffled and covered in leaf litter after traveling through the bushes, but he paid it no mind, he'd clean later for now he was in search of any prey. Bird often rested here, the easy access to twoleg food a constant attraction even though there was danger, the birds were slow witted but flighty meaning a cat had to be extra careful when hunting them. Not only to ensure the birds don't detect their presence but twoleg kits as well, the giant lumbering creatures always squealed at the sight of a feline rushing toward them with their clumsy feet scaring away all the prey.
Today Silentstreak did not have to worry about such things, seeing as there were to birds in sight to hunt. With an annoyed grumble he turned and began making his way back to the dirty streets, he'd hunt in the forests where his chances of finding food were slightly greater and the amount of twolegs was significantly fewer. As he moved the tom passed two others talking of the clans, they started at the sight of him his and spitting, obviously they were kitty pets unused to the presence of a skilled fighter let alone a rogue. Ignoring their stupidity the tom took notice of a brown cat a few paces away who had also been listening in on the conversation. This feline was a Rogue, by the way he held himself with confidence the tom was a possible threat. But the Four year old cat paid him nothing more than a glance before moving on his way, he had no interest in socializing, nor did he want to join a clan having met plenty of their kind in his travels. They at time appealed to him, the clan blood within him urging him to join them, but the other half reminded him that his father had left them so they couldn't be all that great.
Subject: Pine Valley park 
