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Kuro was slightly excited.
Walking into the territory, katana strapped onto his back, the dark-furred cat looked around, eyeing the trees and the camp ahead. 「Mm.」He thought it looked pretty cool—abandoned train station and all.
He just wondered if they really were here. If they weren’t, then fuck it. He was tired, and he will join this clan whether they were here or not. Well, if they weren’t here, he’d join for maybe a few weeks, then leave.
Typical Kuro.
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