First contact

Hunting was one of Jones's preferred things to do. So he was bounding through the trees jumping farther then any other cat could between tree limbs. This trick had allowed him to catch many unwitting prey birds but he was looking for something different. Unfortunately for Jones though there seemed to be nothing around. Jones landed on a thick branch for a moment. Sniffing the air and listening he tried to hunt for the disturbance.

There was an odd breathing sound coming from near by so it must be what was scaring away all the prey. So with a direction in mind Jones began to jump towards it. It only needed a couple of bounds through the tree tops to find what he was looking for. It wasn't human, which was good. Humans were terrible creatures that didn't understand their place in the world. But it was scaring away his Prey. So he stretched forth his mind to the creture and spoke. "You are disturbing my hunt. Tell me creature, why do you scare away my prey?"

The being on the forest floor stopped moving and seemed to become a statue as it responded to Jones's call to it. It wanted more to be then something that consumed and existed. Jones huffed out some air before vaulting into view on a branch above in the trees. "the hunt is joy, the hunt is all. If the need to hunt is fulfilled then the kill is brought to clan for the expansion of the clan. This is what it means to be a predator. But you have interuppted this act of being. And you have not given adequate reason for me not to drive you off from here so I may hunt. Try again, why have you scared away my prey?"

Fatima did not usually go into the forest at all, figuring it was pretty much trees and small animals or the bigger predators hunting. Not much of a place to meet people, and even though she could eat the creatures here, if she wanted meat it was a lot more convenient to go to the store. Not to mention, her form was pretty much human in its hunting ability, and her weapons were not much use when she could barely see. She had brought a small flashlight with her to help with that, along with her cell phone, in case she got lost.

She was actually following rumours of strange creatures in these woods but hadn't made it all the way into Forbidden Forest territory yet. The young horseman was aware that the place was probably forbidden for a reason, but she was just crazy and bored enough to go hunting monster trouble in the middle of the night. She was pretty sure she could survive anything the forest threw at her - that was the benefit of regeneration.

When Fatima heard the voice, it sounded pretty normal to her, and she was somewhat disappointed at first. Then she actually came upon the purple monster creature thing, and it looked pretty cool, different from the other creatures she'd met so far, at least. It still wasn't as intimidating to the young woman as it would've been to an actual human or even to anyone less reckless than she was. She boldly walked up to it, looking around to see who or what it had been talking to, before greeting it with a grin. "Hello glowy purple monster! What's your name?"

More fit for interaction? And this creature still hasn't answered his question. Jones was angry, he was going to teach this creature to not mess with him, or to ignore him when he had been asked a direct question.

Jones didn't even care that a female human had found its way to this spot as well. Jones proceeded to stand from his previous sitting position and began to pace for a breath or two before jumping at this creature of annoyance. Unlike a normal cat, or any cat that could be described Jones' movement through the air was a blur as he descended from his perch in the trees as fast as a bullet, accompanied by the sudden boom of displaced air of a missing cat shaped flying object landed on the shoulder of the creature.

In a brief shock of contact Jones's momentum halted as he transfered his kinetic energy into the creature and altered it's stationary state of being into a fast collision with root and dirt in the approximate direction of diagonally down into the ground. Once Jones landed on the ground himself in a light soundless landing he spoke to the creature again. "Do not ignore me Thing."

She did not appreciate the sudden surprise grasping of her arm, pulling back instinctually, even though it was no worse than a handshake and probably over quicker. Fatima didn't even have a chance to say anything about it, though, before the alien removed its hand and spoke to her.

What it said made her think that perhaps this strange creature had been trying to talk to a tree or maybe one of the small creatures that roamed around and couldn't speak. But she had no idea what to call this thing that apparently didn't even have a name.

"We? Are there more of you? What are you anyways? I mean - where did you come from? And how did you end up here?" That was probably a lot of questions to bombard a poor alien creature who possibly couldn't speak English very well with, but it was just so strange that it threw the young horseman off guard. And she was so curious too. She liked learning about new things, especially when it was a new person.

Having not seen the black cat up in the trees because of the night's darkness and the height of his perch, Fatima was quite startled by the sound and sight of a small flying object shooting into the alien. She covered her face in surprise, thinking for some odd reason that a cannon was being shot at the creature, even though a cannon being shot from the treetops was a pretty ridiculous idea. When the sound stopped, she put her hands down and pointed the flashlight at the alien, hoping it hadn't been killed at their first meeting.