Kitty heard her sister come up, the familiar sound of her drawn bow a comfort. Terror caused her lip to tremble as she remained frozen in the stream. Just then, a flock of birds took off from a near by bush, causing her to sigh in relief. It was just some birds. She slowly let out a the breath she had been holding and turned to look at her sister sheepishly. "False alarm," she said weakly, offering a shy smile. Blue trotted up behind Ralie, looking at his companion. Kitty slowly swam over to the shore, casting a glare over her shoulder at the flock that had taken to the skies. That's when she smelled it; her sister was cooking. "Oh, man, Ralie.. that smells so good.." Kitty dried herself off by laying out in the growing sunlight as Ralie finished cooking.
Blue sat at Ralie's feet, tail thrashing back and forth. He watched her expectantly, licking his chomps every now and again. After she was dry enough to put her clothes back on, Kitty joined her sister by sitting cross legged by the fire. "So... do you think it's true, Ralie? Do you... I mean... Could there seriously be a place where we don't have to run anymore? A safe place?" Kitty gently toyed with her hair, braiding it and unbraiding it over and over again as she pondered over her own question. "A city of Wargs would be pretty cool," she mused, mostly talking to herself. Blue looked over to her, cocking his head to the side. Kitty looked to him, smiling at his cuteness. "That is where we're going, right?"