Jinks nodded and tossed his mouse in with the others. "Well, if there's nothing to do, I might as well just stay here." he said quietly, moving into the shadows where he almost completely disappeared. He didn't consciously try to hide, he just did it. It's what he was used to, what he used to live off of. His ability to hide would probably never be forgotten.

Chance accepted his task, finally being given something to do. The male followed scooter and out into the alleyways. Chances tail swayed side to side, curiousaly wondering what they would find on the search. He sniffed the air and kept a eye out for anything unusal.

Cookie nodded, turnign away and taking a small bird from the pile that was caught from a few days ago. It was still okay to eat though. She started devouring the bird, glad to get some food in her belly. She paused and spat out some brownish gray feathers, then continued eating the bird.

Flash was already out like a light before Jinks had arrived, but Prowler, however, was very, very awake.
He moved forwards with a purposeful motion, carrying his figure with respect, but not strutting. He headed for Jinks.
"You have been watching the Aurora Tigers," he said, keeping out any emotion in his voice and face. It was even almost monotonus.

Cookie began to listen in on their conversation, though it was impossible for anyone to know she was. She ate the bird as casually as she had before, and wasn't even looking at them. She might find some information she could report to Emerald later, if Prowler didn't beat her to it.

Jinks kept a close eye on Prowler as the cat moved closer to him. It was completely understandable that he would ask that, after all who's to say Jinks wasn't working as a spy? "Yes, I have." he replied, his voice equally emotionless. "I'm guessing you're wanting to her what I have seen correct?" he asked, his voice not disrespectful in the least.

Prowler nodded. "Naturally."

"Well, I guess you'll have to wait for when I tell her myself." Jinks replied, keeping his gaze level. "Information is always better first hand than when spoken through a messenger." he added, knowing that most cats would have gotten irritated had he not explained himself.

The corners of Prowler's eyes became more acute. "I'm the tactician of this group, not a messenger. You'll tell her the same report after she gets back." His tail writhed once before settling. "Tensions between the gangs have reached critical, and the way the Tigers fight, they could attack at this very moment." His eyes landed cold on the new cat. "You wish to make another smart statement?"

"No I do not, but I do wish to point something out." Jink stated, still keeping his gaze calm and level. "Threatening new members is no way to keep them." he said, subtly moving into a defensive position. There was no way he was going to stay here if attacked by this cat who Jinks believed thought much too highly of himself.