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

"Alright" Willow stood up and stretched before walking to Crimson's side.
He trotted to where Oleander stood.
"Hello," said the frail looking silver tabby. "My name is Oleander."
"Crimson," replied the tom. His green eyes were wide in the darkness. His fur was less hazy purple in the moonlight.
 
He trotted to where Oleander stood.
"Hello," said the frail looking silver tabby. "My name is Oleander."
"Crimson," replied the tom. His green eyes were wide in the darkness. His fur was less hazy purple in the moonlight.
Willow followed him. "I'm Willow," the tortoiseshell she-cat replied. She licked one paw and quickly swiped it over her ear.
 
Willow followed him. "I'm Willow," the tortoiseshell she-cat replied. She licked one paw and quickly swiped it over her ear.
"Hello Willow," replied Oleander, unsure of what to do with all of these cats. She licked her chest, then turned to lick her daughter, Nile, whom she was surprised nobody had a crush on, cause of her beauty and sassy attitude that boys seem to like for no good reason.
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"Hello Willow," replied Oleander, unsure of what to do with all of these cats. She licked her chest, then turned to lick her daughter, Nile, whom she was surprised nobody had a crush on, cause of her beauty and sassy attitude that boys seem to like for no good reason.View attachment 1299793
Willow looked to Nile. "Hello." She sat down, feeling a tad bit more comfortable with these two.
 

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