I live in the woods. was all Dark was really willing to say at this point. She didn't need to know about everything else. No life storytime, no thank you, not him. Maybe she liked to do that, but it was NOT his thing. A bit thoughtfully, he took a bite of his mouse before asking slowly
How long have you lived here? I've been around here for a while, and I haven't met you. Not that he usually went very far from his den, except to hunt and the like. He knew some cats were wanderers, with tales of far of lands, but that wasn't him. He much preferred his warm nest, in his den, with sounds he knew around him to the uncertainty of where his next meal or rest would be. No, he was not into traveling unless absolutely necessary. @
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