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mercurycub.
[hr][justify][size=8]Mercurycub couldn't really say he had a good amount of friends. Perhaps he could consider his father as one, but other than that -- nothing. It wasn't that he didn't find anyone his age, but it was more of the fact that he lacked motivation to try and make friends. Mer knew friends were vital things to obtain, but nonetheless, the mountain lion cub was falling short.
While he was trying to give himself a mental peptalk, he found his way towards the exit of camp. Was he still too young to go and explore? Maybe by himself, but if another person showed up . . . the possibilities were endless.
[hr][align=center][font=arial][size=8]★ A SEVEN NATION ARMY COULDN'T HOLD ME BACK ★
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