Run, Little Kitten

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s woke up seeing a plate of food, water, and medicine.

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noticed a thing. I opened the lid and noticed a cru

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my teeth

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hurried back to my position again

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stead, they scanned the entire room, then

ple, maybe you might learn

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seen he

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the rotten food,

calm voice, " Why didn

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g shifted. Was it me?

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oked

at that moment, my stomach decide

h, but I didn't d

to his feet, lettin

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me; I turned and noticed Zade was a

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worry abou

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nd I'm so sorry about wha

her hand to touch me, and she noticed. She

a mannerless approa

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touch my hand, and

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