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VERSAILLESPALACE
First there's one - and there's many, too many - more than she's ever seen in her life. There's a hint of doubt prickling at her chest (not that she'd ever care to show or admit it, she's perfected the art of pretending her fears are not real) but she decides not to walk away - she decides not to look for another place. She's already here, anyway, what is the point of taking what she's been given only to be spat out by ungrateful mouths? Versailles is not like that. She takes what she is given and swallows. Her lips part to try to address their questions, but then they begin to talk over each other and it's simply far, far too much work to have to try and converse with people who aren't interested in conversing with her.
With a swish of her long, prehensile tail, the blue cat gets back up on all fours and begins to walk past them. "Versailles. Joining. Thanks," she mutters to whoever's closest to her - she doesn't really care, as long as they're aware she's not here to cause a mess - and proceeds deeper into the territory. She doesn't quite know where the camp is but figures, hey, if she's gotten this far, it's likely she'll be able to find the camp on her own too. Just follow their scents - follow them deeper into unknown territory, they will all likely lead to the same place.
She's used to doing things on her own, anyway. Hasn't she spent all of her life living in the wilderness with no one to rely on? It's the first time she's seen faces who aren't out to chase her away from a pound of meat, but they don't seem welcoming despite their bejeweled words, and Versailles has no time for trying to fit in - she has a purpose to find, and it doesn't seem to be with them.
With a swish of her long, prehensile tail, the blue cat gets back up on all fours and begins to walk past them. "Versailles. Joining. Thanks," she mutters to whoever's closest to her - she doesn't really care, as long as they're aware she's not here to cause a mess - and proceeds deeper into the territory. She doesn't quite know where the camp is but figures, hey, if she's gotten this far, it's likely she'll be able to find the camp on her own too. Just follow their scents - follow them deeper into unknown territory, they will all likely lead to the same place.
She's used to doing things on her own, anyway. Hasn't she spent all of her life living in the wilderness with no one to rely on? It's the first time she's seen faces who aren't out to chase her away from a pound of meat, but they don't seem welcoming despite their bejeweled words, and Versailles has no time for trying to fit in - she has a purpose to find, and it doesn't seem to be with them.
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