Early.

Being early was a good thing, right? Plane was anxious about going to one of these monthly meetings he had remembered hearing about from Pincher years ago and now was seeing Miss Roxanne who had stepped up since his time imprisoned and forced into his old experiments of his youth. Old groups he had remembered hearing of we're nothing more than a vague memory and new ones, some much more cruel than anything he had heard of in those early days of the clans. Needless to say, he was thrown out of the loop the minute he stepped back into the clan life and was still learning as much as he could with the help of what few people were left that still knew him from back then.

Maybe that's why he was here now, wishing to understand just how things worked like nowadays. He was a scientist after all, so learning and discovering was the thing he loved to do the most. But, he held back as his clanmates moved ahead to the meeting instead. Plane didn't understand why he felt a bit uncomfortable going in to hear what was going on between the clans. His paws tapped nervously on the bed of the forest, humming as time crept onwards and the the clouds passed overhead to bathe him in shadow before the sound of a fumbling paws not all that far from him. The ginger tom blinked through his goggles and adjusted the paper bag on his head, creeping around the trees that crowded the forest before coming across a series of roots that stuck out of the ground and seemingly ensnare a lady he had never met before.

“Ma’am! Are you alright? I can help you out if you need o-or I can just leave you alone, since....I’m just a stranger in a forest.”Plane couldn't help mentally cursing at his dumb remark as he crept closer to the larger feline and stretching his paw out towards her, though he realizes that perhaps he wouldn't actually be much help given his size. God, Slys! Try to not be an absolute fool for once in your life!.