Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-33999335-20180520125803/@comment-31148069-20180601000516

As Katt's eyes fluttered open slightly she saw Jim, and a couple visions rushed in when she saw him, mostly good (including one peculiar one with something to do with Jetleap). She closed her eyes and fell back asleep.

Ash had started to walk aroudn wiht the others. The idea of a safer haven, although there may never be one in this place, kept her going. She stayed close to Liam, but when she turned around there was another person... another cat. Oh great Her mind grumbled. True to all the strereo types, Ash didn't like cats. It secretly even bothered her that her friends name is "Katt". She would make exceptions, but she didn't like strange, mysterious cats. To be honest, she was on high alert from the moment she felt Mr. Buttons's presence. She hated it though, that she was getting used to him. Constantly she had to remind herself she wasn't supposed to trust him. But, then again... he was the one offering the safe haven.

Liam was also happy at the thought fo a safe place for his friends. He had known them all at least 4 years. He had gotten to know them by the way they act. From the first time he met Katt and Ash, he could tell more about them than they probably could about him. From the looks they occasionally gave each other, Katt and Ash seemed to be friends and rivals. Katt was very imaganitive. When he mt her face to face she used such descriptive language. Ash thought she was a skilled fighter, he could tell this when she immediatly offered to catch something for him. He was good at figuring people out. For example, when he saw Akurle and Buttons talking, he heard Buttons grumble in defeat. His first immiediate thought was: ''He's not used to being overpowered. Feels defeated because he's used to everyone obeying him... like a monarch. ''He turned out to be on the right track. While he was walking along Ash he was silently tracking Jim, trying to figure him out, like trying to find out the best way to defuse a bomb, so he'd make a good impression. However, he just couldn't read him, Jim's thoughts were like a canvas covered in blank paper. Underneath, Jim had many a thought, but all Liam could see was a blank canvas.

Like I mentioned earlier... this was different.

Liam did not like different.