Not closing in on Roosterpaw proved to be the better choice; their guard wasn't down, but they relaxed just enough to show they weren't going to instantly ditch. They just needed their bubble respected.
It was an understatement to say there was too many cats - it was Too Much Everything. In less than a moon their life was ripped upside down; their home destroyed and abandoned, and now..
They were here. For moons it'd just been Quill and them, and now the population had exploded. They couldn't even count all these cats!
Rooster huffed and looked away for a moment. They didn't really want to stick around all these cats, they were a little anxious about leaving camp - what if it was gone when they returned??? - but... quiet time
did sound nice. Hunting, to be seen.
"okay."
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