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Originally Posted by Brightlight
—Slatefrost—
Slatefrost nodded briskly. There was still some prey left on the fresh-kill pile, he could gather some for Lavendersnap, although there was just one tiny problem. He didn’t know what she preferred. Rabbit? Field mice?
“What would you like?” Slatefrost meowed earnestly.
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~Lavendersnap~
What did she want? She paused for a moment.
What do we have? She couldn’t remember. Oh well!
“What ever the smallest piece in the pile is.” She didn’t need a big meal. Better save that for the working cats.
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