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Originally Posted by Little Bird
Nettle noticed Cyril sitting in the clearing. The alabaster colored molly padded over to him. She sat down next to him, and drew a paw, licked over her ear, just as he had done. Nettle then turned her gaze on him.
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"Hello, Nettle.", Cyril said, looking at the alabaster colored molly. (Sorry that some of the replies are short. Sometimes I don't know what to type.)