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Daruma was a little too energetic for his good; but the young snow leopard was just over the moon. He had a new family and a new home and everyone, for the most part, was nice and kind to him. Daruma wasn't quite used to everyone yet, though - he hadn't even met their leader. In his energetic joy, Daruma missed the appearance of Mary Lou, but luckily Wishfulthinking, the older cat in his head, tipped him off.

Daruma turned around and wandered over to her, his eyes bright. "Hi, Mary!" he said a little sheepishly, with a smile.

[loumary]

[align=center][sub]MARY LOU[/sub]

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[align=left][sub]Upon being greeted by the bubbly cub, Mary couldn't help but form a toothy grin at the sight of Daruma. "Hi!" she barked, the word rolling off her tongue like a fine silk. "What'cha up to Daruma?" she shook her fur, wincing slightly at the pain this movement caused on her neck, but refused to have this vulnerability show regardless. Without even waiting for a reply the eager canine opened her mouth and spoke once more before Daruma even had a chance to reply "I'm about to go for a walk wanna come?".[/sub]

[daruma]

To be honest, the elders in the camp had said Daruma couldn't leave camp, but they only said by himself, so he'd be find with Mary Lou, right? "Sure!" he chirped, although Wishful was muttering something in his head, something about 'distress' - but little Daruma wouldn't know what the hell that is, would he?

[loumary]

[align=center][sub]MARY LOU[/sub]

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[align=left][sub]"Yay!" she barked happily, a spring in her step as she made her way out of the cabin along side Daruma. "How's Mister W?"she asked with a smile.

// sorry rushed[/sub]

[daruma]

"Uhm!" Daruma blurted, a little flustered; Wishful stayed silent in his head, obviously not super interested. "He's not talking today..." Daruma admitted, glancing to Mary Lou as he followed her out of the cabin, dipping his head and glancing his eyes to the floor.

[loumary]

[align=center][sub]MARY LOU[/sub]

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[align=left][sub]Being injured was an inevitably boring task, its only requirements included time, which Mary had plenty of, and patience; which was a trait the canine was certainly lacking. She had been advised to keep her activities to a minimum in order to maximize her health but her young age cooed her to be up and about any chance she got. And let's be honest, when did puppies ever do as they were told; never. As she had just been napping, Mary was curled up within the confines of one of the many cabins, tucked away in a corner where shadows concealed her completely. Blonde lashes fluttered gently like a butterflies wings, as the canine stretched out her long slender limbs, joints cracking as she made her way to her feet, it was time to go outside.[/sub]