*strolls along*

Mungojerrie pricked up his ears at the noise behind him. he turned to see what the crash and commotions was all about. He had a little deja vu. Once he reached Troubador and the others he pointed to the direction of the crash. "wossat then? sumone we know? it's not Pounce an' it isn't mey..oy 'ope ees no' Macavity."
((argh! geez, that rhymed! and a ryhme doesn't suit a cockney tom, what you think?)