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Ic: Belle scotched more under the couch.
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The fox smiled and said, "What if I brought you back to the clan? Would that make you feel better?" Her orange and white tail waved slowly back and forth, calm and steady.
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Ic: "No! I hate clan-cats! Always did and always will!" She spat.
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"Yeesh...well at lest you're only wary of a clan-fox." she said, adjusting herself more comfortably.
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Ic: "Foxes are nicer than cats. I was raised by a family of foxes. Then we had to fend for ourselves." She said. She stopped scooting away.
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"Well, I was raised by foxes too!" she said with a smile. She peered underneath the large inject, checking on the cat.
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Ic: Belle padded out from underneath the large couch. Sitting straight up to stretch her limbs.
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"Well, provided they were cruel and abusive. But that's all behind me. So Mouse, do you have real name?" the young fox asked, eager to drop the cat's title.
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Ic: Belle nodded her head. "Belle."
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The fox nodded. "Nice to meet you Belle. I'm Osiria. Named after, well, let's just say a famous, or rather infamous, relative of mine." She groomed her paw, shuddering a little.
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Ic: "Nice to meet you Osiria." She said, smiling.
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The fox rested her paws down, laying her head in between. With a soft sigh, she asked, "Well, what am I going to do with you? The fox in me calls you prey and competition, the clan in me says you are
a trespasser, and I say you are a friend. I'll let you decide, I'm too tired." Her eyes grew heavy, as if she were about to fall asleep. However, it wasn't that late in the day.
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Ic: Belle sighed. what do I do? Huh, This is all to much. I haven't seen a fox in over 4-5 moons. Now a fox comes and tells me to decide what I am?! This is overwhelming. I'm gonna go eat and then take a nap. She thought. She stood up and padded into the kitchen. Padding to her corner of fresh-kill. Even if she's now a loner, her fox mother, father and siblings taught her well. She loved training and hunting with her fox siblings. Even though she had a mother, father, and other siblings, they didn't want her ,so they left her by a fox den. Thinking she would become prey. But instead they raised her. Belle picked up a freshly killed rabbit and began eating.
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Osiria was half asleep when she called out, "Are you eating something?" From the way her voice broke up the words, she was growing tired.
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Ic: Belle lifted her head. "Mmhm, want something?"
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"N-no..." she yawned groggily. After that she fell asleep, rising up and down in the gentle waves of sleep. Her nose twitched as she rested, as she woke up for a few seconds. She went back to sleep, and began alternating between being awake and asleep.
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Ic: Belle had finished her rabbit and bounded into a small closet, that had no door, and curled up to sleep.
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"Huh? Eh..." Osiria said before giving in to sleep.
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Ic: Belle fell asleep easily. Like she always does.
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Osiria woke up late at night, yelping in panic. She scanned the area, confused and scared. She calmed down from her nightmare as she recollected the events of what had happened. "Bella?" she called softly, walking around.