Daylily proceeded forwards, tracking the smell of more cats before pausing in her tracks when she noticed the she-cat before her. She crouched down quickly as to not spook the other, carefully making her way over. Each step brought a new anxiety... Was this cat friendly? Would she have to fight? Would they get along? Is she bait? Are there more? She couldn't keep her head quiet and to be fair, she felt like they were notable worries.

Nevertheless, the stout orange and grey she-cat crept closer to the tall and slender one. She slowly stood to show herself, are there more with you? She meowed softly, yet firmly. I don't want to cause any intrusion or harm, miss. She stated, flicking her tail cautiously.