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And so Granite rolled his eyes in disdain. An earthworm, definitely. Pheasants and grouses were dumb, yeah, but this cat was way worse. He didn't even know if earthworms had brains, and if so, they wouldn't be nearly as large enough to make a difference in intellect.
"An entire group of cats moves into some old fishplace for absolutely no reason. It's like a migration, but no one knows why they're moving in the first place." He snorted.
"I don't believe in omens, prophecy, fate—all that's clan-cult junk." He jabbed his tail towards the molly.
"So if you don't know what everyone else is doing here, why did you come?" Probably to act like a kit and prance around, the old cat thought distastefully. Or whatever the molly did in her free time