and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon

Being a female amongst males was more tiresome than Nadya felt it should be. Perhaps it was due to Tobias stunted in his wild behavior and Tetra unable to stay with them. Tetra would slip away from the pair near dark, leaving them in whatever resting place they had deemed proper to sleep that night, and then would return in the morning. Tetra had not yet arrived from wherever it was that he stalked off to, ordering his fellow felines not to follow, and Nadya had grown restless with Tobias. Sure, they got along, as much as two cats could through the bond of the pack which told them to protect each other. The young girl had struck out on her own to travel but found that being with others was where she felt most comfortable and wished there were more in their rag-tag team. Right now though, her calling was coffee, the bitter dark liquid that warmed her was all that consumed her mind, needing it if she were to survive the morning wait for Tetra with Tobias. She had also promised Tobias that she would return with food if he stayed put and let her go out on her own, a little "me time" of sorts was what this was. She was not a morning person without that coffee.



Large paws brushed lazily over the tops of the buildings, picking around the debris left from whatever vagabonds had left, when the sounds of commotion caught her attention. Normally she would have left whatever hoopla it was alone but as they say, curiosity killed the cat. She came to the edge of the roof, crouching down to settle on her stomach, watching from this vantage point with curious golden orbs an older man being harassed by knife-yielding punks. The fear in the air was tangible; a smell that was both sweet and sick that usually allowed the animal in her to pick out the weakest in a herd for a hunt, here it was the poor old man. Humans were a despicable species in her opinion, destroying everything they touched even each other, though that didn't mean she would ever cull them either. Humans would be their own undoing eventually. Her attention flicked from the cornered old man to a woman at the mouth of the alleyway, bringing attention to herself by shouting for some odd reason since she just stood there with no obvious way to defend herself and the wrench she apparently just threw in the group's fun. Nadya grew bored with the ego of the humans and decided she would teach them a lesson, reminding them that before their great technology they were at the bottom of the food chain, a prey item that had once been on her ancestor's dinner menu. With a grace only held by felines she stretched her front paws down the side of the building, claws extending to grip the porous building, and she scaled down to the fire escape much as she would down the side of tree limb to limb.



Her massive form landed on top of a dumpster by the girl with a dull thud, and while her body was lithe and feminine compared to her brother's and Tobi's it was by no means any less threatening, the muscles and weight still a formidable opponent for even a grown human. Nadya's ears swiveled back to press against her skull, lips peeling back to bare her long incisors in a spitting hiss, one paw coming up with claws extended to smack the closest man's arm that held the knife, leaving deep gouges in his flesh which burst forth with crimson liquid to spatter the alley floor. She was against killing human, but maiming was an acceptable compromise in this situation...perhaps Tobi would have been pleased by her display, her willingness to strike and fight so unlike her generally good-natured disposition. The man shouted out in agony, the knife clattering forgotten on the ground as he clutched his wounded hand to his body in attempt to staunch the floor but the blood only created a growing ring across his front. Again her muscles coiled, paw raised in threat to strike again, long thing tail thrashing around angrily while the rest of her stood tense and ready atop the dumpster. She was in essence claiming this alleyway and giving the men a chance to leave or suffer the consequences. The one she had struck took the right option and took off, if only to find the nearest clinic to care for his wound that would no doubt need stitches. The others Nadya's narrowed golden gaze shifted to, waiting for their decision on whether pursuing harming the girl in question or the feline before them was worth the chance of losing their limbs.