[Sometimes a day goes badly, and you're stuck in a strange hotel with no memory of how you got there, except for the strange, nagging feeling that someone important has left you behind, and no one has any answers.
Sometimes you dig your claws into a tree for a good stretch and make a decision as your claws sink into the bark.
This is their tree now.
They pull back when their claws hit something softer than wood, and their ears twitch as they hear the muffled noise coming from the tree. They sit back on their haunches to examine their bloody claw, their head tilted to one side.]
Well, now... Isn't that interesting?
[They leap into the air and hang there so they can examine the tree nose to nose.]
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Sometimes you dig your claws into a tree for a good stretch and make a decision as your claws sink into the bark.
This is their tree now.
They pull back when their claws hit something softer than wood, and their ears twitch as they hear the muffled noise coming from the tree. They sit back on their haunches to examine their bloody claw, their head tilted to one side.]
Well, now... Isn't that interesting?
[They leap into the air and hang there so they can examine the tree nose to nose.]
There's someone in there, isn't there?