[It's normally the kind of thing that he'd just ignore. But Haru ends up watching Calem from his crouched position near some bushes, a skewer of grilled mackerel still in his mouth and about five different stray cats nibbling at small chunks of fish in his hands.
He ain't jelly, but he can appreciate people being good at what they do.
But when Calem draws nearer with those sweet flips, it startles the cats, who run off towards the bushes... except for one that shoots across Calem's path.]
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He ain't jelly, but he can appreciate people being good at what they do.
But when Calem draws nearer with those sweet flips, it startles the cats, who run off towards the bushes... except for one that shoots across Calem's path.]