it grew louder and louder ._. tightrope

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The Survivor was, in so many words, one interesting creature. Feline-like enough to not cause any red flags to raise in Sunset's mind, but still strange in every other sense. A slug almost, that was what she was reminded of beyond the cat-ish aspects of their appearance. And as if that wasn't enough as it was, they always had little tricks up their sleeves to further the idea that they weren't from around here, or at least, they were just strange. Like, there was the attempt at fishing, and all the strange things they said and talked about, and now this?

She needed a drink after another successful hunting trip, that's what she was after when she happened to notice the ivory colored creature wiggling along a rope of their own making, blinking olive greens at the sight with no words immediately being formed. Silence, a concept foreign to her. Her brow raised in amusement and confusion, tilting her head. "Wh...what are you doing, Slugger? Practicing balance?" Sunset called from the other side, tapping her front paws on the solid surface beneath her.

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