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he rolled his eyes. "i live here." osirus stood and stalked around quinoa, a smirk curled upon his lips. "why hide it? i may be able to help you." tail swaying, his dark fur glinted in a soft light seeping into the shack. anything for hades. a low, forced purr clawed itself from his throat. "don't judge a cat by their claws," osirus said quietly, leaning over to speak in quinoa's ear. one paw reached up and dragged itself across her fur, a hum soaring through the building. "but don't trust them either."

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