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Originally Posted by PoisonOrchid
Maple
The she hissed, backing up as much as she could before running into a bale of hay. Yet she remained unfazed and looked at the cat. "Who are you!" She growled, ready to fight. Maybe this cat was kind, but she didn't want to take chances.
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Oh! I'm Bean. I... Litterally Own This Barn. He Chuckled, Tossing A Rabbit To Them.
You All Get Along, I'm Off For more Prey. The White And Brow Tom Left The Barn To Hunt.