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

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Mongoose set her teeth, jerking the leg into place. she let out a hissing breath as the joint clicked loudly into the socket
 
Crimson screamed as though he was in pain and closed his yes so that he didn't hear the bone go into the socket. He closed his eyes. Falcon watched it all. Papyrus and Iris were silent as well. Crimson had never felt pain since his mother died, he was numb, perhaps Willow mattered to him.
 
Mongoose sat back on her haunches, "try and move it now." she said in a low voice. her gaze flicked from the hunched tom (Crimson.) to Ming-Ming, then to the others. she leaned down, starting to loosen the thorns from Willow's pelt. her mind wandered, the tide of her mind swept her back to her family, her fractured tribe. she saw their faces, flitting in and out among the jungle leaves of their home. she could smell their warm scents mingling with the fleeting sunlight that dappled the jungle floor. their gone. give them up. she said, spitting a thorn from her teeth. she could still see them, the ugly, sneering faces of the jungle cats as they burst into the clearing, scattering her tribe mates as they took up their reign of terror. she snapped herself away from the memory, pulling herself to her feet.
 
(Yeah, I'm definitely going to include that tribe in this...) Crimson looked at Willows eyes and locked his gaze with hers
 
(Falcon is nothing like the book, he's like Qibli, almost, except less friendly and tricky which is why I like this rp. ) Falcon watched some more. "She loves him back," he told himself.
 

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