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Originally Posted by Jayie
Jay smiled at how the two had much odd names. “Socks...What a curious name.” She mewed tilting her head. The Russian blue had no clue what socks were but she definitely felt the name had a oddly nice ring to it. Jay’s lips curled up into a small smile as she stifled a giggle with her paw. “Please do tell the story.” She mewed referring to the story of how Dusty had turned up.
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Dusty nodded and started to tell the story. "Well, I was in the forest one day when a fox decided it would be a great idea to attack me, I ended up rolling into some dirt and was covered in the dirt, dust from the dirt also getting on me." She paused, remembering slashing at the fox furiously. "I managed to escape and ran into my now owners garden, I was found and was cleaned up, but I've never wished to leave, since they seem to like me." She finished with a sigh, flicking her ears and looking over to the direction of the forest. "I might return one day, but until then I'm staying here."