The vast majority of cats in the woods had vanished, waking up to the stranger land before her, Daylily had trucked on through the dangerous, eerie forests. Despite not knowing the way, hiding in trees and learning her paths seemed easier each waking hour. No friends, no one to talk to, no one except beasts she could almost begin to learn about. She was glad she was a skilled hunter, able to catch prey throughout her journey. Though, now she could settle in the outskirts of the red tree forest before her. It was almost as if it was enlightened by a forever autumn- And the fog was sure thick. She wouldn't step a tail length closer, not by herself. She was brave, not stupid.

It was a bright day, the sun gleaming down and warming the crisp morning air. She had just finished her morning meal as she started to make her way back to the old tree trunk den she had made home in for the past few nights. She paused at the smell of something more familiar to her than anything... The smell of other cats... She almost gasped as she trotted away from the little den, sniffing the ground and the air, opening her mouth to get a better scent. There were more cats here and she was determined to find them.