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Kits
Mar 21, 2008 21:31:59 GMT -5
Post by Fallentear || on Mar 21, 2008 21:31:59 GMT -5
Whitekit now turned as she felt paws playfully batting at her hindquarters. She stretched her nose forward to sniff the cat, and felt a rush of air blow past her. She heard the soft breathing of the kit that had tried to attack her, and she pounced on him, more or less hitting her target, even though she rolled off. She meowed again. Once she learned how to speak, it was clear that she would be a real talker.[/color]
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