No turning back... (Cat washed up)

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    Her ear flicked, she was still wairy about this cat, but not as much. She still was surprised at how swiftly the sun sets here, perhaps this was going to take some getting used to as of yet.

    He trotted through the jungle, taking the long way back to his cove. He took the detour because if he went straight there, he would get close to a nest of army ants, and every creature on the island knew to avoid those. He trotted up to the cove, and sat on a rock, observing the sea, as well as the setting sun.