Trouble was her middle name, or at the very least it should have been. Sunsetpaw had no true name to wave around in actuality, nor home to fall back on...or much of anything these days. In most situations, being a snarky little thief didn't do much good, but in terms of survival out on her own, it worked well enough. The taunting could be toned down a bit, unnecessary at best and potentially dangerous at worst, depending on her chosen victim. Being smaller than a good few of the towering beasts she'd encountered had it's perks, good luck catching her when she was already in a hiding spot you'd have to try and destroy, but how she hadn't been snapped in half was a mystery. With no concept of group territory just yet, and no care for hypothetical rules when she was desperate for her next meal, Sunset found herself accidentally hunting on the grounds of the Palm Glades, trying to pull apart a crab she successfully managed to get ahold of, the outer shell frustrating her. She was too hungry for this, god damn it. "Stupid fucking pinchy thing, open up!"

Oh, help. Thankfully it arrived now, too, because she was about to start looking for a rock to bang the shell against. Sunny looked up at Goldenkit as he spoke, obviously to her, unless there was another idiot making a ruckus about a crab on this beach. She found it a little odd that someone so young was out wandering, unless there truly was a group nearby that was raising the little munchkin and she had a lot of explaining to do if the parents or anyone else stumbled upon her. "You might be able to, I've never gotten one of these before, so..." She shrugged and slid the crab over with a white paw, deciding that she could hate them and that whatever was inside better be fucking worth the trouble. "Goldenkit, huh? That's a nice name, I like that name." Very fancy. "Name's Sunsetpaw, Sunset, Sunny, whatever you want, really!"

She was just about to move on to her next question, if her theory was correct, when Drayden answered it for him. Yeesh, he was a big boy, huh? "Lost? Kind of? More like...exploring. Checking places out, finding, y'know, food." Sunsetpaw motioned to the crab, a frustrating mystery that was hiding away the key to her next meal. And that was unforgivable and rather rude. "Lemme guess, there's a big group of you around here and I'm in a lotta trouble for stealing prey." The feline frowned, almost a pout, as if she was rather experienced in the art of run ins. With rouges and other loners, yes, but not quite organized clans and whatnot.

"Palm Glades...Never heard of it!" She chirped, tapping her chin with a paw, processing the name for a moment. For a brief moment she doubted her positivity that she hadn't heard anything about the group, but it truly did not ring a single bell no matter how hard she tried or looked through her old memories for a background mention or passing reference. There was nothing for sure. It sounded pretty cool, matched the beach she found herself upon. The lack of reprimand or aggression surprised her, certainly, olive eyes wideneing up at Drayden. "Really? Must be good living here, then. Moving around so much is a real pain..." Sunsetpaw stuck her tongue out jokingly as if she needed the extra emphasis, fluffy tail displacing some loose sand behind her.

"Aw, that's so nice of you. Hopefully I can do the name some justice." There was a cracking sound, and finally, the little armored bastard was open. Sunny clapped her paws together, whiskers twitching at Goldenkit. "Thank you so much! I really owe you one!" She was starving by now, too, she could feel her stomach rumbling in disdain with the emptiness. She hadn't been expecting anything specific, but still was not prepared for the taste of the crab. It was...chewy? Soft? Definitely salty, though she found she didn't mind it so much. The girl would have offered Goldenkit some as a price for helping her get it open, but the face he made did not go unnoticed. "You know what, I'll stay. I like this place. Who's your Mapa?" Sunsetpaw asked curiously, picking a small bit of shell away from a large chunk of crab meat so she didn't cut her throat clean open.

"Winterhymns..." Sunny blinked, registering the name. Right-o, she'd have to keep that in mind. Her eyes widened when the rank was brought into it, tail puffing out in more surprise than fear or anything else of that nature. "Whoa! Leader, huh? That's impressive! Bet he's livin' it up leading a place like this." Olive eyes looked around, whiskers twitching as more sights came to her that she must have missed the first time or just now made it into her line of vision. Birds and more crabs, alive crabs, scuttling in the distance. She was listening to Wyvernkit, although not always looking in the girl's general direction. Easily distractible, you know? "Nice to meet you, Wyvernkit! Nice to meet all of ya. Can't remember where my siblings went..." She scrunched her face up like she was thinking very, very hard. Must've bailed and headed in a new direction, or came back around to stay home. Guess it didn't matter.