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

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Name: Fennec
Age: about 1 1/2 years old
Species: Sand Cat
Gender: Female
Physical Attributes(how it looks): Uniform sandy color. Large ears.
Personality: A bit more independent and reserved. Prefers being alone, does not really want a mate. But she is friendly as well.
History: nothing interesting yet.
Family: It would be great if one of the other Sand Cats could be their parents or siblings
Mate/crush: none
Kits: none
Other: n/a
Username: puffypoo22
ETA: I can change her into a boy if we need to...are we still lacking girls?
@RiverStorm , add it to the charrie page. I did accept it. We do have enough girls, so I don't care, even though it's probably too old to edit.
 
Name: Fennec
Age: about 1 1/2 years old
Species: Sand Cat
Gender: Female
Physical Attributes(how it looks): Uniform sandy color. Large ears.
Personality: A bit more independent and reserved. Prefers being alone, does not really want a mate. But she is friendly as well.
History: nothing interesting yet.
Family: It would be great if one of the other Sand Cats could be their parents or siblings
Mate/crush: none
Kits: none
Other: n/a
Username: puffypoo22
ETA: I can change her into a boy if we need to...are we still lacking girls?
@RiverStorm , add it to the charrie page. I did accept it. We do have enough girls, so I don't care, even though it's probably too old to edit.
Okay!
 
"Should be." The she cat grunted. "If she doesn't go popping the bone out of place again" she nodded towards the now conscious willow.

dart nodded to mongoose. "She looks like she's going to be alright." He said to pebble, sighing in relief. He went to join the other cats, tripping over a spiney shrub on his way. ( now dart's goal is to eliminate every pokey plant in existence lol)

"I meant she set it, so she won't have it broken anymore," Falcon explained. He was much better at listening than explaining.
Pebble nodded. She walked out of the den and started stalking through the meager undergrowth, trying to catch the scent of prey.
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Chipmunk strolled through the dry grass, then paused to lick at his paw pads, which were unsurprisingly dry. He noticed a new scent, the scent of a cat. It didn't smell like one of his tribemates, but it somehow smelled... familiar. He crouched down, eyes riveted on where the scent was coming from.
 

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