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Post by Squirrelly on Aug 7, 2017 22:34:25 GMT
Rock felt like he should do some hunting for the tribe. After all, they had immediately accepted him and had been nothing but good to him so far. But he also wanted to be social with the other cats in this group. So hunting with another cat seemed to be the perfect solution. Not only would he be helping out his new tribemates, he would also get the reward that he joined seeking. And that was company. So as he looked around their camp of sorts, his eyes fell on Little Willow. She was one of the first cats to elcome him into the tribe, and also a cute she-cat that caught his eye. His mind already made up, he padded over to her. "Hey Little Willow, would you like to go hunting with me?" the former loner asked casually and confidentally. Though for some reason, hidden below his confident demeanor, he suddenly felt really nervous. What if she said no? What if she had changed her mind about wanting him to join. Pushing those thoughts out of his mind, he wondered why he wanted to please this she-cat more than anyone else, even Tall Pine.
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Post by sunlit on Aug 8, 2017 4:10:20 GMT
Little Willow looked up groggily as the newcomer approached her asking to hunt. She glanced around at her other campmates, silently wondering why he had asked her instead of any other capable cat in the clearing, but she nodded. "Sure, Rock. I'd love to." She yawned, rising to her paws. Admittedly, Rock made her nervous to be around, and she got this weird feeling in her belly that she could only describe as butterflies. As they walked, she decided to try and conversate to made dissipate those 'butterflies.' "So, how is group life suiting you?" She asked curiously, gazing at him with her big green eyes.
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Post by Squirrelly on Aug 8, 2017 20:56:26 GMT
Rock was just barely able to contain a sigh of relief when Little Willow answered. Not only did she want to do it, but she said that she would love to. It made him extremely happy for reasons he couldn´t explain. He nodded in reply, an actual smile appearing on his face. Though he smiled often, a genuine one like this was rare for him. He liked the feeling. Now he really liked this she-cat even more. He began walking with her into the pines of the territory that they both called home. At her conversation starter, he was glad for an excuse to talk to her. "Group life? Well, life in this group in perfect," he replied, gazing into her green eyes. "Let me tell you, some groups are horrible. It makes me wonder why I even gave this one I a try. But I love this group. It has peace, protection, friendly cats, a nice camp, and of course, you."
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Post by Squirrelly on Aug 16, 2017 1:55:21 GMT
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