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Originally Posted by Bumblebee
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Tiger spotted a tree. Perfect. He climbed up this tree, his orange and black fur moving with the wind. He rested in a hole that was in the tree. It was the only tree nearby, but he had claimed it as his own. It was his tree now. No one would get his tree. No one. He closed his eyes and began taking a short nap. He took a mental note of the surroundings and watched out for any more cats that might want to take his tree. He would protect this tree. This tree was his tree.
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(You’re making me ship Tiger x Tree lol)
Cinnamon walked by, until she heard a scuffle coming from a tree. She looked up and saw an orange and black tom, sleeping peacefully in a hollow of the tree. He seemed harmless enough since she was a few fox-lengths away from him, so she attempted to get his attention.
”Hello?” she called. “Could you help me, please?”
If the tom wasn’t friendly enough to help her, she could just run away. But before that, Cinnamon would probably bug him.
“Hey, can you wake up?” she called once again, an annoyed tone this time.