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

The scrappy sand cat hopped deftly over there.
Robin reached the group of cats that were chatting among themselves. Some were defending their own opinions, others objecting. Robin flattened down the fur on her shoulder before greeting the group with a curt nod. Raising her tail in the air she finally spoke. "Politics? May we join?," the reddish she-cat motioned towards her mate, Falcon.
 
The sand cat with the x shaped scar was glad he didn't need to introduce himself. "What is your plan?" He asked. "Do you know how we can get Tribe cats to safety? Is there a way we can fight them? Are they fighting anyone currently?" This cat was more knowledgeable then many of them, he had escaped from one himself.
 
Fennec padded towards the angry yelling. He wanted to know what it was about.
Ivory didn't really care that they were arguing.
 
The sand cat with the x shaped scar was glad he didn't need to introduce himself. "What is your plan?" He asked. "Do you know how we can get Tribe cats to safety? Is there a way we can fight them? Are they fighting anyone currently?" This cat was more knowledgeable then many of them, he had escaped from one himself.
(Is this directed towards me?)
 
Robin didn't reply.

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As Willow limped passed the group she dismissed their arguing with the flick of her tail. She was irritated by all these political arguments. Seeking a calming environment, Willow looked for Crimson.
 

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