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[purrtndyfuntms]

:33 < *nepeta stalks furry sneakily, watching the pigeon-birds and waiting to pounce!*

:33 < *she has b33n purrsistent in trying to pounce a pigeon-bird all day, but they k33p flying away

:33 < *how do you catch a pigeon-bird? she pawnders*

:33 < they look delicious

[While Nepeta has paused the hunt for a moment, she is sitting at the top of

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[thii2ii22tupiid]

you've been huntiing, riight?

*Really, Sollux, when has she not?*

have you 2een any quiillbea2t2?

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[purrtndyfuntms]

:33 < yes! :DD

:33 < whats a quillbeast?

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[thii2ii22tupiid]

a bea2t covered iin quiill2, ii gue22.

*Uh, what did the humans call it?*

a "porcupiine" or 2omethiing 2tupiid liike that.

*Honestly, why use such a silly name instead of the obvious ones?*

we need iit to change our color2.

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[purrtndyfuntms]

:33 < *Nepeta pawnders solluxs request before shaking her head but her tail lashes in excitement!*

:33 < *she can stalk one!*

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[longfallen]

[approach: y.

chase's exploration is momentarily derailed by his sight of a troll, which he's only seen glances of around the keep so far. the blood - which he can both see and smell - is part of what gives him pause.

she looks like she's just gotten done murdering something. interesting.]

I assume that's not your blood.

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[purrtndyfuntms]

[The hair on the back of Nepeta's neck stands on end at the sound of his voice. He sneaked up on her! She looks down at her paw-... hands and then back up at the strange-eyed human, purplexed.]

No. My blood's green, not mutant-red. I killed a clucker-bird.

[And she looks infinitely pleased with herself.]

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[longfallen]

[he raises one eyebrow at that. green? well, she does have horns.

she must mean a chicken.] Those aren't terrifically hard to kill. They're slow, stupid, and can't fly. Not very impressive; I could skewer five in a minute. [tilts his head very slightly.] Your blood's really green?

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[purrtndyfuntms]

[Not very impressive? Is he challenging her? He's right. It wasn't very hard to kill. But she'll do better, just watch!

She nods at the question and, with a flex of her fist, her claws snap out. She scratches lightly along one palm and holds it up to show him. A trail of green bubbles up amongst the red residue. She looks back up at him. He looks like a human. But humans don't hunt, do they?]

Do you hunt too?