The tom stepped out from his hiding place beneath the log. His curious blue eyes narrowed. " Salutations. " He spoke with a soft tone, not showing as much of a threat to the other than first expected. His pelt glistened under the starlight, making himself appear smaller than he actually was. The egyptian mau/Bengal mix stepped further into the small clearing, showing how lean and tall he actually was. He sat down, his brown pelt and white underbelly standing out among the shadows. Brackenheart is a loyal, sometimes quiet warrior. He has gone through tough times, but he will never back down.