"Xizon, what the furball were you thinking, following these- mutts?!" The feline hissed, obviously mad at the silent dog, whom soon let out a sigh. "I don't know, I mean, shouldn't it be...Well, safer, in a group, Vic?" She asked, leaning back on her haunches as she watched the cat sit as well.
"Yeah, like it'll be safe for me. Maybe for you, but not me." The cat replied, her anger vanishing slowly. "I swear I could've just ripped that little pup to pieces if you hadn't stopped me." She whispered, the sentence more to herself than the Coolie. A small silence fell between the two before the cat spoke once more. "Look, I'll just go and survive on my own." She broke the eerie silence, a soft smile appearing on her face, the slim feline getting up on her paws.
Xizon's ears flattened when the cat got up. Once more, she stood up, reached over and caught the scruff of the cat's neck, smirking a little when Vicci let out a frustrated groan. "Nay. You're sticking with me, whether the others like it or not." She replied, pulling the cat back.
"And if they kick you out as well?"
"Then, I'll follow you. You're not going alone, not on my watch."
The two let out a soft smile to each other, before they let out a soft chuckle, turning and walking slowly over to the group.