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    "why can't these kids look after themselves?" muttered a rather grumpy she-cat, picking up some stuffed elephant with her mouth and dropping it in a basket that was already half full. the stinky stench of dead bodies made her feel disgusting, made her feel very annoyed.
    flicking her tail disapprovingly at some discovered puke underneath a leaf, kaori scrunched up her nose and turned away from the mess. it wasn't her problem, was it? nah, brook - no, twistedstar - wouldn't scold her for not cleaning it up, right? "screw this crap.."


    //my muse is liek dead rn[/fancypost]

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    He took care of himself- in fact, he had no idea why anyone wouldn't take care of himself. However, today he was energetic- and hunting. His stance low, his horrific attempt at a crawl was quite noisy. However, he quickly made up for it with a pounce in the she-cat's general direction, attempting to tackle her playfully. After all, he hardly knew this being and felt like playing, so this might as well be their introduction. A cheesy, childish smile was clear on his face.
    //*pats* I know that feel friend
    [size=3pt]#RegenerationOfMarcusRandell

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    //halp. i have dango daikazoku in my head ;-;


    just as kaori was 100% sure that she was well away from the disgusting area, she had another thing coming. the sudden weight on her bad shoulder made her yelp in surprise, and, surprisingly, a giggle of laughter. the blurry pelt looked familiar and the scent too was definitely someone whom she recognised. "don't kill me!" kaori meowed, aiming to bat him lightly on the stomach with her back paw. she was only a few inches taller than him really, a bit small for someone that was 11 months old. [/fancypost]