A fabulous summer month in Alternia had just begun, and deep within the forest a certain olive-blooded troll was taking a peaceful nap in the sun. Nepeta curled up into a tiny ball on top of her trench coat purring in the warm sunbeam. A low rumble in her stomach became the only reason to move from her napping spot.

"Food furst and a purrhaps a nap afterwards," The small troll mumbled to herself wiping a hand across her face. Being only 5 ft tall the small, alien girl appeared as harmless as a kitten but step on this kitty's tail and may troll jegus have mercy on your soul. Swishing her dark blue tail, Nepeta rose on her feet and extended her 6 razor-sharp claws.

"I wonder what poor unfurrtunate beast will be my next meal," Nepeta's voice contained a sing-song tone as she gouged 3 long marks into the wood of a nearby tree. She scuffed her foot against the ground and set off into the forest with her stomach growling its protest.

The leo troll stalked through the trees with the stealth of a panther hunting prey. A large beast with hooves and antlers grazed unaware of the imminent danger prowling ever closer. Nepeta flashed her fangs in a grin and silently climbed into a nearby tree and advanced towards her prey. A sudden clash of thunder sent the beast scampering for cover as a torrential downpour descended upon the forest.

Nepeta seized up with a startled hiss as she was soon drenched from hat to tail, she dropped to the ground deftly and pondered her next course of action. Purrhaps I could hide at Equius's? No, too far away fur me to get to now. A slight shiver ran down her spine as more thunder crashed through the dark violet sky. A large bolt of lightning struck a tree to her left and Nepeta caterwauling with fear fled in reckless abandon into the forest. more lightning lit up the night in brief flashes, the thunder growled through the forest like a hundred clawed monsters were lurking in their depths.

Nepeta's instinct had her fleeing the forest and her feet pounded a frantic rhythm on the soil. Oxygen burning her lungs as she gasped for air, Nepeta reached the edge of the forest and saw a large cliff with an extravagantly built hive upon it. Without a second thought Nepeta leapt on the porch and knocked frantically on the door.

"Purrlease, is anyone there?" Her heart pounded wildly.

A bored voice droned,"What the hell is aaaaaaaanyone doing in this downpour?" the door opened and a troll girl stood in the doorway. She was tall with, long raven hair that reached the middle of her back and glasses that seemed to make her seem more intimidating. She wore a black t-shirt with an 8 ball in the center of it and jeans. "And why are you on my porch you little brat?" She sneered.

Caught slightly by surprise she blurted,"Well I was hoping purrhaps I could meowbe stay here until the storm stops?" The hopeful gleam in her catlike eyes was irresistable. The other troll rolled her eyes and scratched her head.

"Of aaaaaaaall the hives in Alternia why the fuck did you pick this one?" Without bothering to let the shivering troll answer she stood aside and ushered her in. Nepeta's jaw dropped as she stepped on the smooth rock flooring. This hive was huge! She gaped at the massive hallway furnished with a navy blue and a few scattered spider theme wall hangings. A sudden weight dropped promptly on her head caused Nepeta to yelp in surprise. The other troll snickered and stalked down the hall. The weight turned out as navy towel with the name VR8SKA embroidered along the edge. Vriska? Don't I know a Vriska from somewhere? she pondered after the other troll down the hallway while rubbing herself dry from the rain. The hallway led to a large living room with a couch and tv, Vriska sprawled across a couch laced with a spiderweb pattern.

"Soooooooo, are you going to tell me your name or not little stowaway?" Her tone had a teasing ring to it and Nepeta twitched her tail.

"I'm Nepeta Leijon,and is it pawsible for me to guess you are Vriska?" She pointed to the name on the towel. Vriska rolled her eyes and nodded.

"My moirail insisted on embroidering aaaaaaaall of my towels."She nonchalently began filing her nails into neat manicured points,"That doesn't explain why you are here now does it little miss stowaway?"

Nepeta bristled at the clear new nickname and calmly said,"I was out in the forest when the storm started and I got lost." her reply was sheepish and mumbled. A sharp bark of laughter from the troll on the couch had Nepeta clench the living daylights out of the towel. This Vriska girl was really asking for a good scratch...