Rouge had waited until others were not really paying attention to her with all the things going on, and has slipped away into the roguelands to find someone whom might be a little more up for fun. She had been gone for days now, and was sure her mother was going to give her SUCH a lecture about going off on her own, but really, she hunted just fine, so why not? She had just caught a small antelope for dinner and had dragged it off to a nice hiding spot. Of course now she was looking for something to do before she ate again. Suddenly, there was her answer: a purple tail.
Rouge felt like she should know that tail tuft... it looked familiar, and without so much as a how do you do to the owner, she pounced it. She might have been grown up, but she had not lost some of her silly antics. She had the tail tuft in her mouth as the individual looked back to see her. She might have given him quite a scare, and took a moment to appologize, mouth still full of tail. "Erm Sorra."
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