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

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Dart slowed his pace with the tribe, trying to catch a friendly gaze among the cats. they must know I'm from the world of man.. but, i will prove myself! he thought, feeling the pounding beat of the thunderer's vibrating through his heart.
 
Crimson know la Willow is following, so he tries a gruff "what," but it comes out like a whisper caressing her ears just barely.
Willow halted and blinked at him. What's this supposed to mean? she thought. What do I say? Do I say anything?
Talk to him! a voice in her head told her.
Willow just gazed into his eyes, blinking occasionally, ignoring the voice in her head.
 
Dart slowed his pace with the tribe, trying to catch a friendly gaze among the cats. they must know I'm from the world of man.. but, i will prove myself! he thought, feeling the pounding beat of the thunderer's vibrating through his heart.
Nobody has noticed yet, but with his striving to prove himself perhaps they will get annoyed of him. "What tribe do you come from?" Asked Iris, "oh wait, you smell of Man, a smell I haven't smelt in a long time..." She said. "Don't worry about, a lot of tribe cats come from Man. No one here is to judge. Besides, your only 7, you'll learn to hunt," she assured him.
 
Willow halted and blinked at him. What's this supposed to mean? she thought. What do I say? Do I say anything?
Talk to him! a voice in her head told her.
Willow just gazed into his eyes, blinking occasionally, ignoring the voice in her head.
"What, Willow?" Crimson whispered, secretly pleading to her.
 
Dart nodded, trying not let the water pooling in his mouth to dribble. "I hunted rats in the grain stores when I lived in their cities." he said.
 
Willow halted and blinked at him. What's this supposed to mean? she thought. What do I say? Do I say anything?
Talk to him! a voice in her head told her.
Willow just gazed into his eyes, blinking occasionally, ignoring the voice in her head.
(Willows just like SAY NOTHING! love it!)
 
"That's good, then you have practice, especially since rats are so difficult," said Iris. "You look hungry, here is a lizard," Iris pushed her breakfast to Dart.
 
"What, Willow?" Crimson whispered, secretly pleading to her.
"Ummm....Hi?"
You stupid furball! Ask him if he wants to go hunting with you, mouse-brain.
Willow shuffled her paws in the sand. "D-do you want to go hunting with me?..." She glanced away from him. "I mean, you don't have to if you don't wanna...," she went on.
 

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