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Kolabear360
Twopaw stalked into the clearing his white fur was well groomed. He had already trained today, so he was free to do what he wanted. Flirting. He wasn’t much for socializing with other toms, she-cats though whoo they buttered his butter, they fished his fish. They came in many varieties, shapes, sizes, fur colors, eye colors, personalities, interests. If you mix up breed, size, fur color, eye color, personality, and interests you can get trillions of cats all she-cats. He didn’t know why, she-cats amazed him. You could put any she-cat in front of him and he’d be interested in learning about them all day, maybe forever...atleast that was the case with his mentor. He felt his fur brush someones he turned his head expecting to see an angry warrior but didn’t,” Sorry.” He meowed