serious indigestion - open, new pet

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The kit had been wandering around outside of camp for the first time in an entire lifetime. The female was sniffing around, the dry earth under her nose ever so new to her. She then heard a tiny squeak. Glancing up, her eyes widened.


    It was a mouse. Tiny and weak. She sniffed it a bit before picking it up by the scruff and heading back towards camp, mumbling, "Hmmm, I wonder what I'll name you..."



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    "Hey, what's that?" she'd ask
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    When Greymatter first saw the kit with a mouse, she thought she had hunted it. But then she realized that the kit was gingerly holding it and that the mouse was still alive. Not that she had any qualms with Mari having a pet mouse. Her sister Crushingpaw was a vegetarian and hated killing things.


    "Do you have a name for it?" She asked the kit curiously.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]Marianne glanced up at the pair and she meowed quietly, a smile coming over her muzzle as the tan feline meowed, "This is my new pet. And no, I don't have a name for her yet. At least, I think it's a her, it's hard to tell with mice..."



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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 350px;][justify][font=arial]Yeah no, Lucy certainly wasn't goung to tell them how to figure out the sex of a mouse. She already went down that road with Charcoal, her brother and their pet mouse, all this time it actually was a girl. "Hm, I had a pet mouse once."



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    A mouse? Fading just couldn't see why anyone would keep a pet like that, the only thing he really saw them useful for was as food, they tasted pretty good, but he always preferred bigger game himself. The Warder inspected the mouse closely, just trying to make sure it wasn't sick or anything, didn't want anyone catching an illness by picking it up. "A curious choice for a pet, i would go with a reptile myself though, but it's your choice"