~A Wisp of Sand~ a a desert cat tribe rp

"Mmmm-hmm", Ming-Ming meowed. She didn't like the ginger tom one bit. -and the fact that her sister liked her made her dislike him even more.

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Willow slashed her tail in annoyance.
"Why are you here?" Asked Crimson. His own tail lashed.
 
Crimson tries to be civil you see, but Ming-Ming keeps nosing into his private, perfectly sane, normal business. "So, what do you want to talk about?" He asks with a crook in his tail.
 
Crimson tries to be civil you see, but Ming-Ming keeps nosing into his private, perfectly sane, normal business. "So, what do you want to talk about?" He asks with a crook in his tail.
Before Willow could answer, Ming-Ming hissed when she saw Crimson supporting her sister on his shoulder. She crammed herself inn between the two, shoving Crimson to one side.
 

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