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"Yeah, I guess." Mulberry was silent for a moment. "That got dark pretty quick!" @Christmassy Peril

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Mulberry nodded. "See you around?" @Christmassy Peril

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"I just travel." Ida said with another small shrug. The young molly smiled softly. Her mind wandered to her family. Her brother had been her best friend for so longggg. She missed him.

A sound. Ida's head snapped around to Hurricane. Seeing the motions Ida looked right at the squirrel. She was a white streak making a completely silent run for the tree. The squirrel didn't notice her as it was busy with something. Ida unsheathed her claws as she reached the tree and jumped straight up when she was right in front of it. It gave her a fox length of air between her and the ground. She latched on to the tree and climbed to the next branch and crouched on it.

Ida watched the squirrel for a second before studying the tree. She gathered herself and leaped straight up again. She latched onto the tree below the squirrel. It suddenly realized death was upon it and stared climbing. Ida was close enough though that she knocked it from the tree and hopped Hurricane would finish it. She dropped to a branch below her. Then another. And hit the ground. @ChillCat

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"Huh?" Bu-Doormouse said suprized someone was talking to him

@Rainquail

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Blackie went into the area, looking for shelter and food to have. As per usual, she decided to ignore any cats but, that may or may not fail. After a while of time, she found a set of crates with an open spot, just enough for one cat to live alone in peace, so she went in it.

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As the long-haired molly brushed their way through she sighed, the air was cold and the temperature was most really unbearable, not much prey this season.. Why complain? Willow could smell cats, many cats. They were speaking and hey? Where there are cats there’s food! But she mustn’t think of her stomach and not her mind. Learning about this group of cats would feed her mind. To cooperate with these cats she must not be greedy! Being greedy was awful too, she would become soft and rude. Her eyes glimmered and she stepped out. She didn’t speak yet but sniffed the air; all the scents were mixed without a doubt she stepped up she stretched and yawned, deciding not to speak yet. Finally finding a worthy opponent- cat, she cleared her throat. "Hey! What's with the funny look?" She asked her amber and blue eyes sparkling. What did these cats think they were? She was a loner- rogue, whatever they called it. She was neutral, harming any cat she would and passing by perhaps making friends. But really she never wanted to be a bad cat but she grew up tough she always wanted to be a leader, maybe she should be more compassionate if she ever wanted a chance, but for now.. She was just a normal cat.. Waiting to strike on prey. She was clever and could find a way out of any situation. This wasn’t one of those big hostile groups was it? Wouldn’t they guard their home? Didn’t they? She had no idea. Personally she didn’t want to be part of a group she had heard every cat had to take one special place and she didn’t want to be sorted. She was her own cat. Plus. Her father had told her they grew soft, maybe that wasn’t true she knew that had respect for each other and that they had equal responsibilities but that didn’t make a difference. She glared slightly at the cat waiting for an answer. She wasn’t that patient.. But being patient was important to learn and- to be better she must be the best she can possibly be. By the end of the moon she would have many loyal allies.

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Fire arrives and the 12 moon old blind tom thinks that he will settle here and start a family [open]

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