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Originally Posted by popsicle dream
Mumblekit stayed flat to the ground. One paw slid over her ears. That ball could come back and attack her at any time! Any time! Except it didn't. She heard Frostkit's somewhat muffled voice instead, and wondered for a moment if he was mad at her. She looked up. He didn't seem mad. At least, not at a glance. "I know," she mumbled in response. "But it was going to hit me."
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Frostkit became slightly annoyed when he saw her on the ground with a paw over her ears. He didn't throw it that hard! And it was only moss. "Okay," he mewed, stifling his annoyance. "That's why you catch it. So it doesn't hit you." He talked slow and enunciated his words carefully. "It doesn't hurt. Now throw it back."