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Originally Posted by Quailsong
Okay dear
She said soothingly
She looked around at the den old and small how would she get these cats to help her? She didn’t care she’d figure it out.
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Tinker came back outside, Bell following her. While Tinker’s green eyes were welcoming and friendly, Bell’s were not. She was wary, and judgmental.
“Who are you?” Bell asked, slightly territorial.
“This is Napa, she wants to come inside,” Tinker replied. (I didn’t do that on accident)