Shakes and Cloud

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Shakespeare bounded into the moor, excited to be a tour guide. x3

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Cloud followed him, slightly panting. She looked around, her eyes widening. "Wow..." She breathed.

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He smiles, "It's a cool place, right? "

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She nods. "Yeah... It's so... big."

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He nods, "Yeah, it is xD"

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(Had to go... x3)
"Does it go on forever?" She asks, her gaze traveling around the moor.

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He shrugs, "I Don't think so. I know there's other types of cats living in this area, so I'm guessing these cats homes must stop somewhere."

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She nods slowly. "Are there... other cats? Beside strays, and us house cats?" Cloud questioned, mesmerized by the hills.

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He Nods. "Yeah, there's 'Clan Cats' but I don't know much about them."

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"Clan cats? What's a Clan?" She asks slowly.

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He shrugs, "I'm not sure. It's like a group of cats that live together. I think."

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"Oh.." Cloud looked around once again, her curiosity growing.

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He smiled. "I wonder what it'd be like to live here." He glanced around, his honey yellow eyes shinning curiously. He flicked his tail back and forth on the ground.

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"So do I..." Cloud couldn't hold her curiosity any longer. "Let's explore!" She suggested excitedly.

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He nodded, and started pacing around, sniffing curiously.

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She bounced around, also sniffing occasionally.

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He yawned, and looked around. "I'm hungry. I wonder what the cats around here eat."

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Cloud scrunched up her nose. "Don't they eat that fresh kill stuff?" She sat down.

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He nods, "Yeah, But I don't know how to catch any. Couldn't be too hard though, right?" He glanced around.

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She shrugs. "I guess not."

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He frowned, "I don't know where they find that fresh kill stuff though. Is it in a specific place?"

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She tilted his head. "There has to be some somewhere around here, or the strays would starve. Maybe we just have to look harder." Cloud peered around.

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He nodded and started looking around, his paws clashing noisily on the ground as he searched.

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Cloud observed his paws and suggested, "Maybe this 'fresh kill' won't come out because we're loud. All of them are probably scared." She stopped bouncing around as she said this.

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He shrugs, "I Guess, maybe."

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