07-03-2018, 10:26 AM
————-Well, for one thing, Clem wasn't Jacob- nor had she been around long enough in this place to really know what connection there might have been between this fun visitor and their leader, Jacob. Still, the call of someone's voice- and the promise of events and fun times, sent the little Clementine skipping forth. The small serval was still a child herself, tiny, a mere scrap of an individual, but with eyes so bright that even her bright, ear-to-ear grin seemed hardly to compare with them. "I'm not mister Jacob, but that sounds fun!" Her shyness was briefly behind her in this regard, pausing before Ceasar as her little paws gathered together to sit herself down. Yet, there was a pause as her head canted towards the left in sudden realization of something. "What's... 'Capture the Flag'?" If she knew, she wouldn't have asked- it was very unlikely her father would ever let her go, let alone play.
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[glow=gray,2,200]Talk about a bird learning how to fly[/glow]