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Originally Posted by ChillCat
Hurricane padded warily into the makeshift camp. The grey spotted she-cat didn't exactly crave company, but it was nice being around other cats sometimes, and it felt satisfying to help other cats. She found a cardboard box turned over and sat down. Maybe she would go hunting and add to a mini fresh-kill pile, but she wanted to wait to be asked.
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Ida slunk into the fishing camp. Her sleek white fur and small body would trick many people. She wasn't as strong as others but Ida believed she was smarter. She looked around and spotted Hurricane. The molly skunk over to Hurricane. "Hi. Who would you be?" Ida asked. Her icy blue eyes narrowed slightly.