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15/30.
He glanced around, a tired huff escaping him. He was always sleepy.
16/30.
Roscoe's muscular body tensed as he stretched his back, his butt going up onto the air as his chest touched the ground, his front legs outstretched, and his back one's right underneath his rump.
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16/30.
Roscoe's muscular body tensed as he stretched his back, his butt going up onto the air as his chest touched the ground, his front legs outstretched, and his back one's right underneath his rump.
17/30.
He slowly resumed his standing position, a pleased, heavy sigh escaping him.
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12/30.
The water tasted just fine, good job Roscoe, you picked a normal pond to drink from.
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17/30.
He slowly resumed his standing position, a pleased, heavy sigh escaping him.
18/30.
Getting curious, and noticing a few longhaired cats, Roscoe simply scowled at them.
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18/30.
Getting curious, and noticing a few longhaired cats, Roscoe simply scowled at them.
19/30.
Roscoe gave a hiss at a longhaired that got to close to him. He didn't like fancy cats too much.
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13/30.
"Nonsense, it was no trouble at all." He removed his paw, giving her a gracious lick atop her head.
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19/30.
Roscoe gave a hiss at a longhaired that got to close to him. He didn't like fancy cats too much.
20/30.
Getting annoyed with longhairs, Roscoe chased a few, not to his full speed, but enough so that they were ahead and panicking.
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20/30.
Getting annoyed with longhairs, Roscoe chased a few, not to his full speed, but enough so that they were ahead and panicking.
21/30.
Roscoe meowed softly as he suddenly laid down, panting loudly. Dumb cat might run himself to death.
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13/30.
Roscoe pulled his face away, giving a tired meow, his jaws stretched wide, and he yawned loudly.
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21/30.
Roscoe meowed softly as he suddenly laid down, panting loudly. Dumb cat might run himself to death.
22/30.
Roscoe gave a tired pant, his eyes closing as he tried to catch his breath.
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14/30.
He playfully cuffed her ear, giving a slight nod. "No kit deserves what you almost got."
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14/30.
Roscoe sat on his haunches, blinking as he scanned the area. What a weird place.
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22/30.
Roscoe gave a tired pant, his eyes closing as he tried to catch his breath.
23/30.
Roscoe took quite a while to catch his breath, but once done, he parted his mouth, panting hard, trying to cool himself down.
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Tardis finally broke into a run and dashed away from the zombie.
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OOC: Heyo, you missed a lot, but I had Roscoe kill out the zombie. I hope you don't mind that.
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Roscoe gave a tired pant.
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15/30.
He gave a nudge to the kit before turning, beginning to pad off.
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23/30.
Roscoe took quite a while to catch his breath, but once done, he parted his mouth, panting hard, trying to cool himself down.
24/30.
Roscoe panted, but curiously padded over to some shade with metallic water bowls in it.
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16/30.
Roscoe sat besides a pond, panting softly as he tried to cool himself down without the waters help.
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16/30.
Roscoe gave a meow as he bound off, to explore other things.
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24/30.
Roscoe panted, but curiously padded over to some shade with metallic water bowls in it.
25/30.
Roscoe leaned down, eagerly lapping up the water from the bowls.
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25/30.
Roscoe leaned down, eagerly lapping up the water from the bowls.
26/30.
Slowly pulling his face away, whiskers dripping water, he looked towards the exit. He figured it was time to leave.