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Originally Posted by Eve
(Lol, I use a different color for each cat I have, like Spottedpaw she has this and Mirian it’s this)
She followed after him, oh? It’s by a lake she thought, I absolutely hate water.. whatever, at least I get a place to stay. ”Oh.. Also, how many... other cats are there..?” she asked the cat in front of her warily. She liked having privacy, and if there were to many cats there they— and her would have a... bad time. Mirian Also acknowledged that it may be hard for pit to speak with all the moss in his jaws, but whatever, he could deal with it.
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(Gotcha. It's a cool idea!)
There were not that many cats, but at the same time there were a lot of cats. More than was typical for any loner, but nothing near the scale of the clans.
There are....ten cats? Eleven cats? he guessed, his eyebrows screwing up a bit in concentration. Pit was, quite frankly, not the sharpest claw on the cat. The moss had plopped into the snow and he hastily retrieved it before dropping it beside the drying moss he had already collected. Padding up to the mouth of the barrel as they reached the small camp area, he called cautiously into it
Nala? I've found another cat. But don't worry. The den will be done. he knew it was getting quite crowded, especially with Mouse and her kits who would also be moving he imagined. @
~dust~ (This is a post-conversation Pit, so the empire is out there.)