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Kage kept walking leaping from the roof pushing his claws out grabbing the wall to slow hiself down.

(i'm 4. I didn't slice you. You mean to say 5. Faroth's character)

((oOo my bad sory i got cufused))

camille likeing her paw there where blood foot prints of her that lead up to her siting and likeing her paw.she was siting like a cat.

(quince who is that guy in ur sig)
Kage smelling the blood in the air of a cat. Kage getting to the ground walking in the building walking up some stares seeing a girl. "Huh o srry i thought u were cat." KAge confused know his smelling sense's never lie.

(Uryu Ishida. The Quincy. From the anime/manga "bleach"😉

camille runs away from him with a trail of her cat blood paw marks hiding be hind a wall

Kage walking to the wall sitting on the stairs. "What's your problem do you talk how did u get hurt?" KAge curious waiting for a answer.

camille sits doun like a cat and looks at him then at the ground she didnt anser him her hair fell into her face.

"Can you hear me." Kage said with his head turned.

camille nodded her head yes but still woudnt anser him .

Kage thought in his head maybe i should bribe her. "Well i was gonna heal you and go get you something to eat and you could travel with me."

camille srugged her shoulders ashe still looked at the ground.

(brb)
"i could need someone on my mission they could help me."

Kelly or X-8, was still walking through the street, she noticed Kage and the cat like girl but still kept walking past them.

camille just stared at her cut paw she wanted to run

kk)

Kage turned around seeing another girl. "Hey you're not normal are you."

Kelly stopped walking. Her back at Kage.

- "No" - Kelly answered.

camille:you are what animal??...........sory** looks back at the pavment*

Kage feeling the powerful aura coming from her. "Well i'm not either and so is this girl maybe you should join us on our mission we can use some people but i havn't really got her answer yet so what ya say i'm gonna need all the people i can get for my mission."

camille playing with string she had put in a minet her hands were tid with yarn it was all tangled in her hands
camille: not good