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Post by dragon on Jul 27, 2009 14:44:50 GMT -5
The golden she-cat of a slender build looked around. Not in sight. "What? You don't know why?" She'd looked at Softrain as a quizical look passed his face, and she smiled wider. "They're to eat. See, I won't eat what you all do, it's not right," She shook her head, floping her ears around, " Or at least, I don't think so. But the med. cat said I needed these ones."
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