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

"Not my favorite thing to talk about," Ming-Ming replied awkwardly.
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Willow limped along silently.
 
Adish walks in "I like em' BIG, I like em' CHUNKY.
I like em' BIG, and FUNKY FUNKY, then he tries not to exist anymore.
 
Willow halted and looked behind her at Adish. (She's actually a "chunkier" cat... :lol: )

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Ming-Ming kept walking, her eyes were as big as full moons.
 
Willow halted and looked behind her at Adish. (She's actually a "chunkier" cat... :lol: )

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Ming-Ming kept walking, her eyes were as big as full moons.
(Ok he was describing politics)
"I was talking about politics, not her. I think I offended her." Adish whispered to Crimson. Crimson just sighed and looked away.
 
(Ok he was describing politics)
"I was talking about politics, not her. I think I offended her." Adish whispered to Crimson. Crimson just sighed and looked away.
(I dont get what you mean by politics anymore?...)
Willow shook her head, dismissing what Adish said. She limped over to Crimson's side.
 
(SnappingRiver Tribe is what they were talking about, and then Crimson raised a general topic about that kind of stuff and Adish went along with that.) "What have I done," Crimson said like Eeyore, or at best a depressed Charlie Brown. "I try to talk and that happens." He said drawing a circle with his tail.
 
(I actually like politics, but it's not like I talk about it all the time. Except to my social studies partner.)
 

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