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Post by Cloud on Sept 11, 2010 9:31:58 GMT -5
Still wincing a bit, the large tabby followed. He twisted quickly to check his wound before hurrying on. Not too bad...but it would still take a day or two to scar over. He made a mental note to offer for diplomatic work from now on. Still, the occasional rat hunt or so might help his reputation.
Speaking of reputation...he looked back at the ginger and white tom. "Coming, Patchfur? Don't want to leave you behind." It was spoken lightly, with a hint of a chuckle in it, but hopefully it sounded somewhat friendly - that was his aim. He must seem amiable.
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