"Thanks," Willow said, again a little tiny bit louder. She was getting to know this cat, and it made her feel good.
Willow Where Flowers Grow
- Jemmylissa
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Fawn purred, "So..."
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"What?" Willow asked, confused.
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"You have a crush on any of the other to-be's," Fawn asked.
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"N-no," Willow said. "But other than you, I really haven't met any."
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Fawn blinked, "Oh. I'm sorry if I offended you by asking," she meowed.
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"No," Willow said. "You didn't."
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"Okay." Fawn blinked, not sure what to talk about next.
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"Um..." Willowpaw muttered. "Do you think you could introduce me to other cats?"
OOC: Get some friends on here, or something.
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OOC: I'll ask around.
IC: Fawn nodded, "Sure."
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Fragile Dreams of the Night, a to-be, was watching them through the shadows.
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Willow's ears perked, and she opened her mouth to scent. "Someone's there," she whispered, barely audible.
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Fragile heard the whisper and came out of the bushes, her ebony fur bushed out.
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"Who... are you...?" Willow whispered, even less audible than before.
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Fragile eyed Willow, "I'm Fragile Dreams of the Night."
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Fawn looked back at Fragile, "Well hi!"
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Fragile dipped her head, "Hello.'
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Willow looked down. She was feeling quiet again.