Three was there.She heard the word kill a few times,but didn't want to get too involved.Then she saw the she-kit.''What are you doing here?''the 12 moons old she-cat told her.
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Three smiled at the kits.She needed to be super duper active in the Tribe.
One reason was because she wasn't on for 8 months. ; ;''Hello there! I'm Three French Hens Chirping.A niece of a past tribe leader.Or leaders maybe.You two look so interesting to meet.I'm sure we'll be great friends!''she told them brightly. -
When Three thought about food,in gave her much interest...Because she currently didn't eat today.Maybe she was just thirsty? Lame excuse.
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Three crouched down to the kit's bush.''We're just trying to help,deary.''she said to the kit.She wasn't a healer,sadly.This made Three feel bad.Very bad.
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The silver torbie giggled.''You're looking like a prey-hunter already...A prefect destiny...Oops.Sorry.I got off track.You're doing well.But others can see you depending where the boulder is and from a precise angle.''she informed the kit with her well knowledge.
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Three sniffed.It was quite odd.She haven't really heard Twoleg music before.She couldn't understand most of it,which upset her.Why would the raven give them this?!
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Then suddenly,Three French Hens Chirping,thought of something.''You would be scared too if someone came up to you and you had no idea who they are.She's simply afraid of us.''he informed the small crowd.
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Three nodded.''Yes.I am.I have...11 other siblings.My father is Stopmotion....Sadly,the Tribes are very inactive.It's sad.''she told the kit,getting slightly off track.
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Anyone want to plot with Three?
*whispers*She's a niece of a past leader.<3
Or leaders.
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Can Three French Hens Chriping have a thread with Shadowwalker?
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Awww.Poor Mistress.''Poor you...I wish I could help you with you're cold...''she said.
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For some reason,she was mad.For some reason..The sweetheart of a cat was mad.
//museless
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She growled.''Can you explain why I'm mad? No.Oh sorry...Answered your question? Well sorry,jellyfish.''she said her vain throbbing slightly.
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''Um...Hello,everyone...''she greeted.
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"I don't freaking care what you do!''she snapped as she bared her purely white fangs.This second personality was getting to her.Yep.She had personality disorders.
[Permission granted,darling. <3]
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Then she growled again.''Mind?! What mind?! I only have one mind!''she retorted back to Reverie.She didn't know about her personality disorder.Well,this side of her didn't.
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Three padded in a little shy at first.''Gah! I'm so late!..Oh..Aren't poppy seeds used for calming down cats in shock and stuff?"she asked carefully.
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Three thought.''Comfrey is used to mend broken bones and soothe wounds,right?''she asked.
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Then all of a sudden she didn't snap.She was quiet and stared at everyone like they were crazy.''Why is everyone here?"she asked softly.
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Giggling,the sliver tortie padded over to the small group.
//museless