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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] Whisper scanned the surroundings calmly. A soft purr rose from her delicate chest as she leapt onto a fence. The she-cat danced smoothly from fence to fence, keeping her short ears perked and alert. She paused, and her golden-brown eyes narrowed for a moment, "Is anybody there?" Whisper's smooth, elegant voice echoed through the alleyway. She flicked her tail impatiently, keeping her balance on the fencepost.



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    "i am, who are you," said a pale yellow tabby she-cat, "the name's Rhea, what's yours?" She asked looking up at the cat on the fencepost.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] "My name is Whisper." The she-cat purred, her sharp gaze inspecting the stranger. She relaxed after a minute of this. "I'm new around here."



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    The she-cat felt she was not much to look at, she had sandy short fur with black paws. She had a bad limp on her right front paw which had plagued her since kithood. "I am just visiting this place, really, I came for the food in the dumpster two allleys from here, want to join me?" Rhea asked.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] "Most defiantly, I'm starving! Thank you for inviting me, it was very kind!" Whisper smiled softly as she leapt off of the fencepost to stand beside Rhea. She took this moment to get a closer look at the she-cat. Whisper was impressed, as this cat was certainly stronger than she was. "would you mind showing the way?


    //rushed, sorry >_< //



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    A very clean, regal she-cat made her way over at a brisk, yet unrushed pace. She regarded the pair with warm, curious eyes. "Hello!'' She swished her tail side to side. "My names Dutchess, I'm from the community nearby? I'm a bit lost."

    Rhea smiled, "Yeah, any time. it's this way." she walked toward the dumpster, "where have you lived, if you dont mind me asking." she asked

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] Whisper glanced at Duchess, "Would you care to join us?" She swept her tail across the wet road, following Rhea. "I used to... er... I lived in a human home." She murmured, flicking her ears.



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    "Hello, I am Rhea, nice to meet you!" Rhea said, "I never had the privilege to live in a two leg home. Watch out for that lake of a puddle. The dumpster is right here."


    //sorry didn't see you last time I posted

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] Whisper snorted in laughter, "Did you just say twoleg?" She took a deep breath, a grin on her face, "I haven't heard that term in the longest time..." She leapt onto the edge of the dumpster, peering inside.



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    Rhea jumped up on the rim of the dumpster, "i guess that gives away that i was a clan cat dosnt it?" she sniffed the contents of the metal box, "when i first came here an old cat told me that this is the best time of the month to come here because tomorrow a monster comes to carry it away."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify]Mello was very different from the rest of those who had arrived to find the new girl. Hm, new blood?, he thought, padding up to the group. Like the rest, his fur was well-groomed and neat. However, the large scar on his left face told a different story. "Sup," he greeted.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]"Monster? Oh you mean the dumptruck!" Her whiskers twitched in amusement. Whiper's attention was snatched away from her new friend by a strange voice. She offered the stranger a gentle smile, "Oh hello there! Would you care to join us?"



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify]Mello glanced over to the side, debating whether to join them or leave. He looked back at the girl before saying anything. "I guess," he'd answer.
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    Rhea hopped onto one on the bags and slit it with an unsheathed claw, "sorry the way i talk is a little old school." she twitched her tail, and flattened her ears, embarrassed,"Oh look at this!" she said pulling out a chicken drumstick, "there are like ten more in there!"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify]Mello looked over to where Rhea had opened the bag of chicken. He bit his "lip" as he stared at it. He honestly preferred chocolate over anything, but he really wanted that chicken.
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    A grin painted itself on Whisper's face, "Oooh chicken! I love chicken!" She mewed, hopping down beside Rhea. She watched the cat's actions carefully, taking note of everything. The "kittypet" may need these skills later on.

    Rhea crouched to eat her meat, placing one paw on the bone so that she could bite into the cooked food and then tear it free of the bone. The che-cat chewed and swallowed, "this is good," she smiled.