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

Willow watched poor pebble leave. She sighed.

Ming-Ming then suddenly jumped out of a bush. "HAI!" She said loudly
Crimson literally jumped.
He realized it was Ming-Ming.
"Why? Bushes? Am I cursed by these miserable piles of scrub?"
 
Crimson literally jumped.
He realized it was Ming-Ming.
"Why? Bushes? Am I cursed by these miserable piles of scrub?"
Willow giggled. Her sister startled her enough to make her jolt, but definitely not as badly as Crimson.
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"Sorry," Ming-Ming laughed. A loud purr rumbled in her throat, and her tail stick straight up in the air as if she had accomlished something.
 
Willow giggled. Her sister startled her enough to make her jolt, but definitely not as badly as Crimson.
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"Sorry," Ming-Ming laughed. A loud purr rumbled in her throat, and her tail stick straight up in the air as if she had accomlished something.
Crimson glared at Ming-Ming, then at the bush. The bush felt a cold tingling and it's branches shook from the frosty glare. Some of the leaves fell off. "Hello, Ming-Ming," he said trying to sound casual but it was forced. He wanted to say Hello...... Ming-Ming really creepily, but knew Willow liked her own sister. He didn't know what to say about his bushes exclamation.
 
Crimson glared at Ming-Ming, then at the bush. The bush felt a cold tingling and it's branches shook from the frosty glare. Some of the leaves fell off. "Hello, Ming-Ming," he said trying to sound casual but it was forced. He wanted to say Hello...... Ming-Ming really creepily, but knew Willow liked her own sister. He didn't know what to say about his bushes exclamation.
( :lol: )
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Ming-Ming looked to the side with her eyes, all prissy-like. "So...," she looked to Crimson then at Willow. "What'cha guys talking about?" She winked and tried to sound as if she had heard every word because she knew it was a secret, but she didnt hear a thing.
 
( :lol: )
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Ming-Ming looked to the side with her eyes, all prissy-like. "So...," she looked to Crimson then at Willow. "What'cha guys talking about?" She winked and tried to sound as if she had heard every word because she knew it was a secret, but she didnt hear a thing.
Crimson saved the conversation. "Bushes. We are talking about bushes. And I hate them a lot." He was glad he had made the bushes exclamation.
 
Crimson saved the conversation. "Bushes. We are talking about bushes. And I hate them a lot." He was glad he had made the bushes exclamation.
"So that's you big secret now?" Ming-Ming walked around Crimson. "It's 'I'm a big she-cat because I'm scared of bushes'?" She mocked playfully. "Not still 'I killed my mother and I'm too scared to admit it because Willow won't love me'?" Ming-Ming still believed Crimson killed his own mother.
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"Ming-Ming!" Willow scolded. She lashed her tail, throwing it from one side to the other harshly. She looked as if she might even pounce on her own sister like a tiny piece of prey.
 
"So that's you big secret now?" Ming-Ming walked around Crimson. "It's 'I'm a big she-cat because I'm scared of bushes'?" She mocked playfully. "Not still 'I killed my mother and I'm too scared to admit it because Willow won't love me'?" Ming-Ming still believed Crimson killed his own mother.
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"Ming-Ming!" Willow scolded. She lashed her tail, throwing it from one side to the other harshly. She looked as if she might even pounce on her own sister like a tiny piece of prey.
Crimson didn't understand what her mocking meant.
Crimson felt stupid about the bushes comment, but forgot about it. "I didn't kill her." He said. But maybe I did. His old guilt fell on him and he felt driven into the ground. He made amends with the bush because he now wanted to hide in it. Or better, turn invisible.
 
Crimson didn't understand what her mocking meant.
Crimson felt stupid about the bushes comment, but forgot about it. "I didn't kill her." He said. But maybe I did. His old guilt fell on him and he felt driven into the ground. He made amends with the bush because he now wanted to hide in it. Or better, turn invisible.
Willow walked quickly in front of her, now, mate. Her tail lay on Crimson as she gave Ming-Ming an icey-cold stare.
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Ming-Ming rolled her eyes. How could anyone love this murderous tom? And her sister of all cats!
 
Willow walked quickly in front of her, now, mate. Her tail lay on Crimson as she gave Ming-Ming an icey-cold stare.
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Ming-Ming rolled her eyes. How could anyone love this murderous tom? And her sister of all cats!
Crimson tried to steady himself next to Willow, but he couldn't. Or maybe he could. He sat, waiting for the tension to break.
 

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